I’m the wife of a military officer, and I’ve always been
faithful to my
husband, until recently. When my husband get’s home and asks,
“have you
seen other men?”, I can honestly say no. Luckily, he’s never
thought to
ask me about other women. Thank God, I never could lie to
him
convincingly.

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I don’t cook much while my husband is away. Heck, why bother
cooking

for just me? Well I decided to splurge one night and make myself
a nice
dinner. My special meat loaf, a baked potato, salad, and a pie.
I was a
little down, and very horny after four months of being alone.

Every woman knows that a finger works just fine, at first.
But after a
while you find that you are still horny. And most importantly, a
woman
likes to be touched, even if it’s just the neck, or the back of
the hand.
Touch is very important to a woman. I ached constantly. I knew
his
carrier wouldn’t get back one day sooner than expected. That was
one

reason that so many military wives cheat, but I was never tempted
to seek
out anybody but my Stan. I was stupid. Life is too short to
spend it
waiting on anybody, even your husband. Every day spent waiting
is a day
wasted.

Ok, the dinner idea was fine, but to make a truly great meat
loaf you
need a pound of hamburger and a pound of ground pork. I was out
of
hamburger. Since I had started off my night with a long soak in
the tub, I
started cooking in a house coat. I mean I was only in a house
coat, no

underwear or clothes underneath. I like it that way around the
house. It
was almost midnight and I didn’t feel like going to a lot of
work, so I
dropped the house coat and slipped on a short dress. Who would
know,
right?

I grabbed my purse, slipped my feet into my favorite white
sandals, and
I was off. I pulled into the parking lot in my pathetic blue
pinto, and
started to climb out. Of course I had forgotten my purse, so I
leaned back
with my legs hanging out and grabbed the purse. Then I
remembered the

keys. I don’t know why I bother, nobody in their right mind
would steal
that piece of junk, but it’s a habit. I finally got myself
together and
slid the rest of the way out of the pinto to find a young woman
staring at
my exposed legs and short dress, from the car parked next to me.
I
belatedly remembered that I had no underwear on. I turned dark
red and
felt like dying. She just smiled and nodded agreeably.

“I was in a hurry,” I said apologetically.

“Last minute supper for the hubby?” she asked with a smile as
she

climbed out of her immaculate white lincoln.
“I haven’t seen hubby for four months and won’t see him for
at least
two more,” I said, maybe a little grumpy.

She grabbed a shopping cart and we walked into the store
together.

“I know how you feel,” she said sympathetically. “My
boyfriend dumped
me a month ago. I don’t even want to look at a another man after
that mess.”

“Well I have to go,” I said, not really wanting too go, but
feeling I

should. She seemed a little strange, in a nice sort of way. She
was
wearing a tank top with tiny straps and it was cut way low. I
could even
see the corner of a tatoo on her left breast, but I tried not to
stare. On
the other hand, I really hadn’t talked to anybody for a long
time, and I
missed that.

“I have a big dinner planned, all I need is a pound of ground
beef.”

“A big dinner alone?”

“Yeah, silly huh?”

“Not really. I plan out my entire day sometimes, down to the
smallest
detail. Everything by the clock, you know? Something like cocoa
and toast
at exactly 8:00 o’clock, bubble bath at 2:00 o’clock, and I rent
a movie
for exactly six. I guess it’s about the same thing.”

“Yeah,” I said with a smile. “Hey, I… do you want to come
over? I
mean I know you don’t know me, but… well I haven’t talked to a
girl in a
long time.”

“I know what you mean. Sure, then I won’t have to buy this
garbage for

the outrageous prices they charge,” she picked up a rotting peach
and
dropped it back in the pile.

“Great! Let me get the ground beef,” I hurried to the meat
isle and
grabbed the first one I saw. For some reason I felt desperate to
get back
before she could change her mind. Maybe it was a premonition.
She was
still waiting when I returned. We left together chatting happily
and
laughing like old friends. Her name was Marlene, I’m Shelly, of
course,
and we hit it off right away.

I watched the headlights in my mirror all the way home to
make sure I
didn’t lose her at a light. I showed her where to park so the
neighbors
wouldn’t complain, then we went inside together. The pie was
done, the
potato was cooking, but I quickly added a second one and shoved
the meat
loaf in after it.

Marlene sat at the kitchen table and we chatted while I
finished
everything, then we ate. After dinner we went into the living
room and I
poured us wine. I turned the TV to a pay channel and we watched
half-

heartedly while we talked. We found out we had a lot in common.

I also found out that Marlene was extremely interested in my
legs. At
first I thought it was an accident. We were sitting across from
each
other, Marlene on the couch, and me in the over-stuffed chair,
and I
noticed that she kept changing positions when I moved. I finally
realized,
to my complete amazement, that she was changing positions to look
under my
short dress. I had never seen a lesbian before, but the thought
suddenly
entered my mind that Marlene was a lesbian. I intentionally
changed

positions, facing my legs to the left and sitting on my feet.
Sure enough,
she changed too, leaning on the right arm of the couch casually
while she
talked.

I didn’t know what to think or do. There was a lesbian in my
house!
How would I get rid of her, without hurting her feelings? What
if she
tried to rape me? What would I say if she propositioned me?
“Is something wrong?” Marlene suddenly asked, noticing that I
had
stopped talking.

“I just realized that I forgot to put on underwear,” I heard
myself
say, not knowing why I said it. “It must be terribly
embarrassing for you.
I’ll slip some on right away,” I said, jumping to my feet.
“Are you kidding? In your own house? Why bother, there’s nobody
here
but us girls?”
“But I really should,” I said nervously.
“No, come on, the movie is getting to the juicy part. You
don’t want

to miss it,” she said with a pretty smile. I know I should have
ignored
her and gotten dressed, then that would have been the end of it.
But it
was the thought of it, I was attractive to another woman. The
thought was
new, and frankly a little exciting. I glanced at her legs,
really noticing
them for the first time. She was wearing a short levi skirt,
with a slit
up the side. Her legs were strong and well-tanned. I could just
see the
white crotch of her panties showing. It’s funny that I never
noticed such
things before. Do women unconsciously advertise themselves like
that? I
don’t think I ever did.

“Shelly?”
“Huh,” I said, coming back to the real world again. I
realized in
complete horror that I had been staring at her panties for
several minutes.
Oh shit, what if she got the wrong idea? I also realized that I
was
getting horny. I was getting myself all worked up. If I didn’t
stop I
would have to finger myself in the bathroom before too long.
“I said the movie is really explicit. Are you sure you want to
see
such things?”

I looked at the movie and realized that it was a lesbian
scene. One
woman was eating another, while a third spied on them through a
curtain.
Oh God, here was my chance. I suddenly knew what I wanted,
and if I
went about this carefully, I could be satisfied in the next hour
or so.
After a good round of sex the next two months would be a
breeze.
“I… I kind of like these scenes, I can learn a lot from
them. They
say that only a woman knows how to make love to another woman,” I
said with

a shaky smile, turning red while I said it.
“Boy, that must have been hard to say,” she said with a
smile.
“Huh?”
“I know you’re not a lesbian, Shelly, it’s obvious to anybody
who is.
I’m bi, not a real lesbian, by the way,” she said calmly.
“Oh, boy, this is really hard,” I said, shaking and laughing
nervously.
“I know it is. You’re a sweet girl and if you need a little
sex to get

you through, I’ll be happy to help you out. Afterwards, I’ll
just go away,
if you want, and you’ll never see me again. You don’t need to be
nervous.”
“Oh yes I do,” I said in a gush of words. “I wouldn’t even
know how to
start,” I laughed nervously again and covered my mouth to keep
from saying
anything else stupid.
“Well since the chair isn’t big enough for both of us, I
suggest you
come sit by me,” she patted the couch next to her.
“I don’t think my legs will work,” I laughed. When I stood I
found I

was almost right. My heart was beating wildly, my whole body was
shaking,
and my legs were so weak I was afraid that I would fall down on
the way
around the coffee table.
I found myself sitting next to Marlene as if I were in a
dream. Was I
really sitting next to a girl who would eat me like the girls on
TV were?
The room seemed especially bright and stuffy.
Marlene was so beautiful. She had jet black hair, a very
creamy
complexion, and a nice tan where it showed. She was beautiful.
I guessed

that she was about eighteen, maybe a year younger than me.
“You don’t have to look at me like that,” she said with a
little laugh.
“Like what?”
“Like you were a bad girl and I had the stick. This doesn’t
hurt, you
know?”
“I’m sorry. My brain is working at a mile a minute. I’m so
damned
scared, Marlene.”

“It’s kind of like your first date, isn’t it?” she asked
while she
calmly put her hand on my leg near the knee and rubbed it gently.
I felt
tingles, jolts, and fire coming from that small contact. I was
so… I was
scared shitless.
“MMMarlene, if we don’t do something quickly, I think I’ll
die from a
heart attack,” I said, shaking noticeably.
“Are you up to a kiss?”

“With you?” I asked in horror.
“Maybe not,” she said. “How about if I just kiss your neck?”
she
asked, leaning down to kiss the left side of my neck. I closed
my eyes,
feeling fire spreading through my body. I suddenly turned limp
and had to
lean against the back of the couch. I could smell her perfume
and feel her
hair against my cheek. Her lips were burning me up. My nipples
were so
hard, they were poking through my dress. I opened my eyes and
looked down
at the face kissing my neck. Marlene had her eyes open. She
glanced up

and suddenly pulled back a little.
“Did you like that?” she asked with her face four inches from
my own.
I surged forward and put my lips against hers. Before I knew it
we each
had our hands behind the other’s head and we were kissing like we
had never
been kissed before. I fenced with her tongue desperately,
sucking at her
sweet mouth like I had never kissed a man. Our breasts were
touching and I
could feel her hard nipples digging into the soft skin of my
breasts. I
was so turned on that I knew I would die. I tried to inhale
Marlene. I

wanted to crawl up inside her.
We kissed for hours, days, weeks, then we finally broke the
kiss and
sat with our foreheads pressed together. Marlene gently opened
the top
buttons on my dress and pulled the material aside. I had great
tits, I
knew it and everyone else knew it. But it had never seemed
important until
now. We each stared down at my breasts while her fingers gently
explored
the firm globes, carefully avoiding the nipples. My tits burned
everywhere
that her fingers touched. In a moment both of her hands were
gently

feeling my tits, every so softly and knowingly. I was melting
like hot wax
on a stove.
“I need to lay down,” I said shakily.
“Great,” she said and helped me lay back on the couch. Her
fingers
opened a few more buttons and I watched, mesmerized as her face
approached
my right breast, hesitated for a moment, then she began kissing
my soft
tit. I gasped at the fire her kiss sent down my chest, through
my stomach,
and directly to my sopping wet pussy. She licked under my firm
globe

first, then she licked between my tits and finally, after an
eternity, she
placed her warm lips over my nipple and began sucking. I
gasped,
stiffened, and immediately had an orgasm. She continued to suck,
watching
my face until the orgasm passed.
“That’s one,” she said with a smile.
“One is all I ever have,” I said regretfully.
“Want to bet? I guarantee no less than four orgasms in the
next two

hours.”
“You’re kidding?” I gasped, trying to grasp such a new
concept. “I’ll
die,” I said.
“Nope, but you’ll be in heaven,” she said and started sucking
on my
right breast while she tweaked the nipple on the left one with
soft
fingers. I knew right off that I wasn’t going to have another
orgasm from
her sucking my tits, and apparently she figured it out too. She
moved down
between my tits and licked the salt from beneath them, then with
deaf

fingers she undid more buttons until my dress lay open and slid
down to my
sides.
I was laying completely naked, vulnerable to her loving
attack. And it
was an attack, make no mistake about that. As she drew closer to
my
abdomen she began licking and kissing almost savagely. I knew
she was
getting really turned on too.
She slid down past my knee and up between my legs. I looked
down,
afraid that she would find me strange or ugly down there. After
all, I had

never had a woman’s appraisal before. But apparently everything
was
normal, because she kissed her way from my knee to my inner thigh
without
comment.
“Boy, Shelly, you’re wet,” she said. I was totally
embarrassed.
“Do you want me to get cleaned up?” I asked
self-consciously.
“Not on your life, girl, I’ve earned this feast. Now open up
and let a
pro clean you,” she said, forcing my legs open wider.

I had to see it. There was no way I would miss looking at
another
woman’s face between my legs. After all, I had never even
considered such
a thing earlier tonight, now it was happening. I planned to
memorize each
little detail for those long nights when Stan was too tired.

I pulled my dress up until it was laying on my abdomen and I
could see
Marlene’s face. It was worth watching. Marlene extended her
tongue while
she made eye contact with me, then gently pushed it inside the
folds of my
wet mound. I gasped and stiffened up as it slid deep inside my
vulva, then

back out again to slice through my wet folds of pussy flesh. I
felt every
minute detail, even the slightest pressure or movement was
telegraphed to
my brain as an electric shock.
“Oh shit, Marlene, it’s been so long. You can’t believe how
good that
feels,” I managed to get the shaky words out one gasp at a
time.
“You are delicious, girl. I wouldn’t have missed this for
the world,”
she mumbled with my pussy still in her mouth.
“You look so beautiful down there, I will always remember
this,” I

gasped again, mashing my tits as I humped my sex against her
face.
“I think you’re ready for the second orgasm,” she smiled and
changed
positions slightly. She dropped her mouth and cupped it over my
pussy,
then began sucking while her tongue flashed over my clit. My
orgasm was
almost instantaneous. I stiffened under her attack, felt the
fire boiling
in my loins, and before I knew it I was screaming at the ceiling
while I
mashed my tits unmercifully.
“Yes, yes, yes, yes, YES!” I screamed as she continued
sucking my pussy

while I came. Just as my pussy turned sensitive, she held her
mouth still
and watched my face. She was still applying the suction to my
mound, but
thankfully, she wasn’t moving. It took me a long time to come
down off
that one, she had sent me through the ceiling.
“I want to kiss you and taste my own juice,” I gasped,
reaching for
her. She complied with a smile, surging forward and laying atop
my body.
We kissed for a long time, then I licked my juices from her
beautiful young
face.

“I want to do you,” I said bravely as we laid with our faces
almost
touching.
“Not yet, you still have two orgasm to go,” she reminded
me.
“I don’t care about them, I just want to taste you.”
“Nope, not yet, you really aren’t ready,” she said with a
smile and
slid back down my body. “Now roll over on your stomach,” she
said, giving
my leg a slap.

“On my stomach?” I asked while I rolled over. “Why?”
“I’m going to do your ass,” she said, already putting her
words into
actions. Before I could object I felt her face between the crack
of my
ass. Her tongue pressed against my anus and tickled it. I gave
a little
scream and let my face fall into the couch cushions to smother
the noise.
She pulled my ass cheeks apart and shoved her tongue against my
pink ring,
pushing persistently until I felt my ass starting to relax. The
tongue
slid part way in and I automatically clenched up my muscles. She
slapped

my ass without talking, and I tried to relax. In a moment it
made it’s way
in a little farther. She wiggled and pressed this way and that
until the
tongue made it’s way in more. Her tongue was probably only
inside me for a
half inch or so, but it felt huge. I was just getting used to
the feeling
when her hand suddenly went to my wet little pussy and her thumb
stroked my
clit. I felt another orgasm building, but I tried to suppress
it, both to
prove her wrong, and to prolong the wonderful feeling. I had
never had my
ass reamed. Stan never even considered such an idea, but a woman
was
actually doing it to me. Oh how wonderful it felt. It was
creating fires

where I never knew I could feel them, mostly in the area inside
my ass,
near my backbone.
With a mighty effort, Marlene shoved her tongue the rest of
the way
inside my ass and started snaking it around inside me. I had
never felt so
filled up down there, or so hot. I could feel everything her
cheeks, her
nose, and that wonderful tongue, now inside me. Before I knew it
I was
pushing my ass back against her face to meet her tongue. It must
have
hurt, but she didn’t complain. I heard a funny grunting sound,
and

suddenly realized that it was me, grunting in time with her thumb
massaging
my clit. I was having my orgasm. I tried desperately to stop
it, but that
seemed to make me burn even more.
“I’m going to come again!” I screamed, looking over my
shoulder at
Marlene. It was disgusting to see her face buried in my ass,
and
absolutely wonderful. I would never forget it.
“Eat my sweet ass, Marlene. Make me come so I can eat
yours,” I
begged. My begging turned into a scream as the orgasm struck
with full

strength. I screamed and screamed with my face buried in the
couch cushion
so I could let it all out without the neighbors hearing me. I
panted and
grunted and still her tongue continued to ream my ass. I could
feel my ass
clenching around her tongue, trying to rip it from her mouth.

Her thumb finally stilled on my clit, and then her tongue
stopped
inside my ass. She continued to hold it there inside me, waiting
until I
was less sensitive to pull it out. When she slowly withdrew it I
almost
had another orgasm. I wilted lifelessly on the couch, unable to
move.

“You have the sweetest little ass I have ever eaten,” she
said from
beside my ear.
“Oh don’t say that, it was disgusting,” I said, without
opening my
eyes.
“Would you like it eaten again?” she asked enticingly.
“Oh yes, a hundred times,” I said, opening my eyes and
smiling at her.
“What’s next?”

“Next we have a drink and relax,” she said, sliding my body
over to sit
on the couch. “My tongue is tired and the next orgasm will be
the
hardest.”
“Then can I do you next?” I asked hopefully.
“Well sort of, it’s a mutual kind of thing. But first I need
to brush
my teeth and have that drink.”
“Oh, yeah, I forgot,” I said, looking at her mouth.

“Stan has a lot of alcohol, I don’t drink anything but wine,
so I don’t
know much about it,” I jumped to my feet and went to the bar.
She was
already heading for the bathroom. I made a sloe gin fizz, which
was easy
enough, it had the directions on the back of the bottle. As
an
afterthought, I decided to make one for myself.
I knew she was planning on doing a 69 next, I had seen them
on TV. I
couldn’t wait. But that wasn’t exactly what she planned.
“Do you have any vibrators, Shelly?”

“God no, I wouldn’t mind having one, but I’d never buy one.
Somebody
might recognize me.”
“Whoa, girl, you’re behind the times. You can pick one up at
any drug
store. Of course they call them back massagers, but look at the
design
some time. Never mind, you must have carrots or cucumbers.”
“Sure, I have a big bag of carrots. I like to dip them in
Russian
dressing.”
“That’s not what I plan on dipping it in.”

“You’re going to do something kinky with a carrot?”
“Think about it, Shelly, long, stiff and smooth?”
“Oh, yeah. I never thought about it before. In the fridge
on the
bottom drawer. If you need a peeler it’s in the drawer beside
the fridge.”
“Thanks, I will,” she called from the other room. I heard
her banging
around in the kitchen, while I drank my gin. It went right to my
stomach,
and my pussy. What a rush, instant horniness. I bet they never
advertised

that side effect before.
As I fixed my second drink I heard the microwave ding.
“What in the world are you doing, Marlene?”
“Do you want a cold carrot shoved up your pussy,” she asked
waving a
smoothly pealed carrot in each hand.
“No.”
“Ok then,” she handed me one carrot and accepted the drink.

“I had one already,” I said with a sly smile.
“Gin is an instant turn-on, great choice,” she said and
sipped her
drink.
“I found that out. Are we going to sixty-nine now,” I asked
in
anticipation.
“Absolutely. The best sexual position in the world. Of
course it

works better for a man and a woman, but if the bottom girl props
her head
up with a pillow, she can eat forever. You get a big come that
way, since
you are concentrating on pleasing the other person. It kind of
prolongs
the session.”
“Marlene, you have made me come three times and you haven’t
even taken
your clothes off. Can I do it while you drink?”
“Sure, knock yourself out,” she said, waving her nearly empty
glass. I
immediately sank to my knees in front of her. I undid the snap
on her levi

skirt, unzipped it, and it slid down her legs, dropping in a pile
around
her feet. Her white cotton panties were soaking wet. I touched
the wet
spot with my finger and slid it in my mouth.
“Oh, shit, I can’t believe I’m doing this,” I said in a
shuddering
voice.
“I can’t believe a beautiful woman like you has never been
hit on
before.”
I smiled up at her with a shrug, then stood to lift her top.
She

raised her arms while I pulled it over her head, and the now
empty glass.
I couldn’t take my eyes off her breast. The tatoo was a
butterfly, the
rest of her breasts were absolutely perfect. I knew how rare it
was for
two women with perfect, firm tits to be in the same room
together. Neither
of us had implants, at least no scars showed on Marlene.
“How can something so simple be so perfect?” I asked in awe.
“I’ve
never touched another woman’s breasts before,” I said, extending
shaking
hands. I paused just before reaching my goal, then firmly
planted both

hands on a full breast. It felt so wonderful. I moved closer
and put my
lips around one erect nipple. I closed my eyes, totally enjoying
the
feeling of the firm nipple between my lips.
Marlene moaned, then put one hand behind my head and drew me
back with
her as she sat on the couch. I licked the firm globe, tasting
the salt
from the sweat of her body. The feeling and taste of another
woman’s
breast was very erotic. I bathed both of her breasts, capturing
all the
salt I could find on and under each one, then concentrated on
sucking the

other nipple to extreme hardness. Marlene was laying against the
arm of
the couch, panting loudly with her eyes closed.
I raised up and rotated my fingers over each nipple while I
looked down
the length of the beautiful girl’s body. She was a girl, barely
eighteen
at the most. She had a slender, washboard stomach, rounded hips,
and the
longest, slenderest legs I have ever seen.
I took my hands off her nipples and smoothed them down both
sides of
her body, to each hip. I bent down and kissed her stomach, then
moved to

her belly button. Even from there I could smell the exotic
fragrance of
her pussy. Her panties were even more coated with juices. I
reminded
myself to wash them for her before she left.
I put my hands on the waistband of her panties and pulled
them down, as
I walked beside her body on my knees. I slid them off her feet
with one
hand and brought them to my nose. After inhaling deeply, I
placed the
crotch of her panties in my mouth and sucked the sticky juices
out of the
fabric.

“That is the most wonderful, seductive thing I have ever
seen,” she
whispered, watching me with a slow smile.
“What’s that?” I asked softly.
“Watching a first-timer tasting my juice and enjoying it.
Women are
very vain and anxious with their clothes off. They always worry
about what
the other woman will think. You are absolutely delicious, by the
way.”
“I think you are too,” I said in embarrassment, “but I need
to taste

you at the source.”
“Be my guest,” she spread her legs, letting one rest on the
floor while
she put the other near the back of the couch.
“I can’t believe I’m doing this!” I almost screamed and moved
between
her legs. I let the panties fall to the floor and gently
massaged each
perfect leg. They were so long! I moved closer to her pussy,
put my hands
on her thighs, and bent forward to taste.
When my tongue touched her pussy she gave a little cry. I
looked at

her for a moment, then placed my lips over her pussy and began
sucking and
licking. Marlene gasped and stiffened, then reached down to pull
my head
into her crotch. I moved my nose upward so I could breath, then
ate
Marlene with a vengeance. I immediately went to her clit and
began licking
it. She squealed and stiffened on the couch, rotating her pussy
against my
feasting mouth. I ignored the small amount of pain her pelvis
caused as it
crushed my lips. I put my lips around her clit and sucked it
from it’s
envelop, then rubbed it vigorously with my tongue.
Marlene jerked upright on the couch. “No, not yet, Shelly.
Suck my

juices and lick the fold of skin first. I don’t want to come
yet.”
I wasn’t sure where the juices came from, but I lowered my
mouth to her
vulva, spread her pussy apart until the dark, steamy hole was
open, the
pressed my lips against it and sucked. “Oh yes, drink me,”
Marlene
whispered harshly. “Drink my nectar, drain my little peach dry,
Shelly.”
My mouth filled with so much juice that I wasn’t sure that I
liked it,
at first. It had a funny taste and was a little slimy. But
after
swallowing the first mouth full of Marlene’s fluids, I found less
juice and

could really appreciate it more.
“No more, you’re hurting me,” Marlene gasped. I realized
that I had
been sucking rather savagely to get every last drop of syrup from
her
loins. I didn’t mean to hurt her.
“Lick the outer folds of skin,” she said with an
understanding smile.
I reluctantly moved my mouth back up and started licking,
with my mouth
less than an inch from her steamy mound. I tried to lick like a
dog, but I

couldn’t. I pressed my open mouth over her pussy and gave it a
full kiss
as my tongue continued to explore her wet folds of flesh. It was
the most
wonderful moment of my life. I vowed to never forget the
feeling, the
consuming passion, and the alienness of my first time eating
another
woman’s pussy. It was so wonderful.
“Ok, Shelly,” she pushed my head away. I cried out an
objection, then
saw her grabbing the carrots. “Time to change positions,” she
explained.
“Let’s go to your bedroom.”

My first thought was whether the bedroom was clean or not,
but my pussy
was burning up and I really didn’t care. I just wanted to eat
and be
eaten.
I dove on the bed and rolled over to watch her stroll up to
the bed.
She was amazing, totally confident and poised, even while naked.
That was
hard. Most women tended to hide themselves. Marlene fell on the
bed and
rolled over to face me. She handed me a carrot with a smile.
“Know what to do with one of these?”

“Dip it?”
“That’s right. Dip it just as far as it will go.”
“It’s rubbery,” I said, shaking mine to make it wiggle. It
really was
a lot like a prick.
“That’s the microwave, it can turn anything to rubber in just
a few
minutes. Are you ready?”
“Oh yes.”

“You want the top, or the bottom?”
“I don’t know,” I said uncertainly.
“Ok, you take the bottom. First you need to double a pillow
up under
your head.”
“Why?”
“To hold it up. Otherwise your neck will be killing you in
minutes,”

she said while folding the pillow under my head. After a quick
kiss she
changed positions. I saw the pussy coming down to meet my face
and I
lunged up off the bed to meet it. Of course the pillow unfolded
and left
me laying too low. I quickly refolded it before she lowered her
pussy to
my mouth. I immediately began licking her clit, while I gently
worked the
carrot into her steamy hole. After several tries it was
lubricated enough
to slide inside without hurting her. To my utter delight, I
could feel her
doing the same thing down in my pussy. This was so wonderful.
No wonder
lesbians loved this position. It was like a mirror. What she
did, I did.

For a moment I had the feeling that my own pussy was in my mouth
and I was
shoving a carrot deep inside myself.
With no fooling around Marlene suddenly began licking my clit
with
short, vicious strokes of her stiff tongue. I forgot to repay
this
kindness for a moment as I buried my face against her thigh and
simply
enjoyed the feeling. The carrot was sliding deeper than I had
ever felt
anything inside me. Occasionally it felt like it was hitting
something,
and the extra contact drove me completely wild. I stroked the
carrot in

and out of Marlene while I renewed my attack on her clit. My
eyes went to
her puckered anus, but it was too far away for me to
experiment.
My entire body was shaking now, not from nervousness, but
from building
passion. I loved every single little thing about this new
lovemaking
session with Marlene. I loved feeling her soft skin against my
stomach,
her tits digging into my abdomen, and the soft feeling of her
hair on my
inner thighs.
On my end I was finding her pussy absolutely delicious. I
couldn’t get

enough of that sweet young girl. Her firm legs were pressed
against the
sides of my face. Her ass looked so firm and inviting. I
reached up with
my left hand and squeezed one firm cheek. It was absolutely
hard, firm as
hell. I moved my hand down and massaged her left leg with loving
strokes.
I suddenly realized that I had forgotten to eat her for a moment,
and
returned to lavishing loving strokes to her sweet little bud.
The carrot was coated with slick juices and white foam. I was
afraid
it would slip out of my hand and get lost inside her. I dug my
fingernails
into the sides of the carrot and plunged it in as far as it would
go. She

stiffened up, but didn’t complain.
I felt a burning inside me that frightened me, at first.
Then I
realized it was an orgasm, but one so completely different from
what I’d
had before that I didn’t recognize it. It started with a deep,
burning
fire farther up than my pussy. As it built I realized that it
was a raging
orgasm that would involve my entire body.
As I whimpered and ate Marlene furiously, I plunged the
carrot in and
out with blinding speed. She did the same to me. I felt her
pull the

folds of my pussy out with her teeth, then take the clit in her
teeth and
nibble it. I sucked her’s into my mouth and nursed on it as I
would a
nipple. It was hard and hot between my lips, just like a tiny
prick.
Then the waves of orgasm began filling my loins and exploding
in my
pussy. I forced my pussy up to meet her mouth and grunted,
finding it hard
to continue eating Marlene when my pussy was being ripped apart.
I finally
pulled the carrot out and tossed it aside, then grabbed both
cheeks of her
as and mashed my mouth against her pussy, sucking and tongue
furiously as I

came hard.
It took me a few moments to realize that Marlene was mashing
her sex
against my mouth because she was coming too. I don’t know how
she held off
so long. I used her pussy as a cushion, screaming into it to
muffle the
sound. I moved my face back and forth, pressing my tongue hard
against her
pussy while I sucked. Her pussy was banging against my face in
time with
her grunts of passion. I rode out her bucking ride, trying to
keep my
mouth in contact with the wild, spasming pussy.

As my own orgasm eased off she rested with her open mouth on
my pussy,
muffling her own screams of passion. When we were both through
we were too
tired to do more than lay there panting. Finally Marlene rolled
off of me
and lay hugging my leg. I turned and kissed hers, then held it
too. The
carrot slowly slid out of my pussy and dropped to the floor
between my
legs.
“I’ll never be able to look at a carrot the same again,” I
said with a
giggle.

Marlene became my best friend, of course and she spent most
of the next
two months with me. We met for short periods when Stan was in
port, but
really looked forward to him leaving. All he knew about Marlene
was that
she was my “cute” friend. I only hope that she will always be
there when I
need her. Every woman needs a friend like Marlene.

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Papo and Gustav took a break from grunt work to do a little doggy fun. These two hotties are lucky to be working in a dusty basement office. Two floors up and they'll have to lick pussy.

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The two girls they left behind were getting gangbanged by the green tentacles. The group, though, have to think about themselves. This stalk was so high they could be floating in outer space if it doesn't stop growing.

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Marina Mendoza giving a footjob

I get a lot of compliments on my feet. I've been told that they're perfectly shaped, very cute and extremely soft. I try to take care of them by getting them regularly manicured. I also love show them off wearing open toed heels as much as I can.

I knew about foot fetishes but I never had a boyfriend that had one until my last boyfriend. He taught me how to give footjobs. I became so wet stroking and rubbing his cock with my feet and toes. I never thought I'd be able to get a man off with just my feet but I was able to get him to explode using just my feet many times.

You can see more of my foot fetish photos inside Marina Mendoza.

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You wouldn't expect an amateur teen who's only been with one guy to decide to make a porno movie, but that's exactly what Holly does. She smiles as she pulls out her co-star's dick, and runs her tongue up and down his shaft. Then sweet little Holly gets banged for her first time ever on camera and she loves having her pussy stuffed with cock.

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I was driving home from work in my boyfriend’s convertible. The weather was
excruciatingly hot & I had the top down - wind blowing through my medium
blonde hair which was made even blonder by lots of time in the sun. I was
wearing a light flowery sundress - of course I was wearing nothing underneath.
My 36-C’s are firm from swimming and my body is tight and toned from biking,
running, and all the other activities I love to do. Including have very physical sex
with my boyfriend.

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Anyway, I’m cruising along just fine on I-5, it’s a Friday afternoon and I’m
looking forward to the weekend. Suddenly, just before a curve, traffic stops
short! I’ve got a mini-van in front of me, the back half of a delivery van beside
me and an old, souped-up Mustang to the left of me. That is ALL I can see. I
have no idea what the hold up is, and I decide to just play with the radio dials and
see what I can find.

I lean back in my seat and a little bit of sweat trickles down from my neck
between my breasts and it tickles. I trace the line of sweat with my fingers,
lightly, down to between my breasts and move my finger in little circles - just
daydreaming.

Then, out of the corner of my eye, I notice the man in the Mustang to my left
watching me. I don’t let on that I see him and I continue doing what I’m doing. I
move my fingers towards my right nipple and trace over it, feeling the rough
cotton against my tender flesh - making my nipple stiffen and jut out.

I continue playing with my nipples and running my hand around my neck and
chest area languidly, and as I do I see the man to my left out of the corner of my
eye become rather uncomfortable in his seat! He leans back, but continues
watching me. I see him start to rub his crotch up and down with his hand, over his
shorts.

I can see his cock outlined and I start to get pretty wet. What started as a tease
is quickly becoming hot & heavy! I slip my left hand down between my legs and
raise my skirt enough to expose my thighs - and to slip my hand up to my cunt.

I continue carressing my breasts and nipples with one hand, as I raise my hips
and let the fingers of my left hand explore my cunt. I insert my middle finger into
my wet hole and then slide it back to my clit, circling and carressing it. I see the
man to my left slip his right hand into his shorts and start stroking - the head of
his cock peeping out the top!

He is leaning back in his seat and watching, mouth open, panting with lust - while
I start to fingerfuck myself with real intensity - my first 2 fingers probing and my
thumb against my clit - rubbing with intensity. I know he can only partially see
what’s going on, but I also know that is part of the turn-on.

I know this traffic could start moving any minute, so time is of the essence. I
know that to get this guy off is what will get me off. I decide to pull out the big
guns. I pull down the neckline of my dress just past my nipples and pull my left
hand out of my pussy. I trace over my bare nipples - breasts glistening in the
sunlight - with my wet, honey-soaked fingers. I pull my finger slightly away from
my nipple and a line of my wetness hangs between it and my fingers - illuminated
by the daylight.

I hear the guy moan - just slightly - and I plunge my hand back in my pussy. I
pump and grind, humping against my hand, and gripping at my breast and
pinching my nipple. I see the guy fucking his fist through his shorts - his hand
appearing at the head of his cock and then disappearing back down into his
shorts to the hilt and then back up. I know he is close so I close my eyes and feel
the orgasm start to explode in wave after wave - my pussy walls gripping at my
fingers and the wetness soaking my thighs, ass and dress.

I turn my head and look right at the guy in time to see him shoving his cock back
down in his pants. The traffic starts to move as he looks over at me. I say,
“You’ve got something all over your shirt.”

And I drive away.

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Pretty Lola is being maltreated by this chubby guy she calls her boyfriend. It's as if he's only got the cock in the partnership. Lola can't be sucking cock all day and all night when he's got cock that needs sucking too.

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Hi there baby. I can’t wait till this week is over and you are back here with
me. I’ve been thinking about what I’d love to do you once you arrive. Do you
want me to tell you, or just surprise you? But since you will be reading this,
I want to tell you.

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First thing is I want to kiss you, deeply with my tongue swirling around in
your mouth. Then nibble your ear and run my hand through your hair. While we
kiss, I’d run my hands all over your body, top of your shirt, under your shirt,
my nails tracing down your back. At this point your hands would be all over
my body. Then, I’d take a finger and run it down the front of your chest to
the waistband of your boxers, slipping it right under the band, no further.
Running my finger underneath the band until your cock became so hard. Looking
down at the bulge in your pants.

Then I would whisper in your ear “Strip me”. You would take off my shirt and
unhook my bra. I’d be wearing the black silky one you love so much. You would
then look at my breasts, my nipples already hard. Then you would suck on my
nipples making me moan. You would slowly undo my jeans, sliding them down my
legs revealing my black silky panties to you.

I would then begin removing your clothes. Taking of your shirt, then making
a trail of kisses down your chest until I got to your pants. As I am on my knees,
I’ll unbutton your pants and slide them down slowly. Your hard cock evident
through your boxers will make my mouth water. Deciding I cannot wait any longer,
I will pull your boxers down and engulf your hard cock in my mouth. Swirling
my tongue around the tip of your beautiful cock and cup your balls with one
hand. Then taking my other hand around the base of your shaft stroking your
cock.

Just that every time I see your cock, I just want you to stick it in me, anywhere.
Now licking and sucking the entire length of your shaft. Then I would feel your
balls begin to tighten, knowing that soon am I going to taste your cum, which
I love so much. As I move my head up and down the whole of your cock faster
and faster, looking up at you watching me. My lips would then grip at your cock
tighter as you would begin to moan, flooding my mouth with your cum, all the
time you would be watching me, swallowing.

We then would move up to the bedroom, after all I plan to enjoy this, as I
have not seen you for long. One week away from you is enough.

You feel the wet spot on my panties, making your cock become hard again. You
then pull my panties down, looking at my sweet pussy. You then spread my legs
and move closer to my shaved pussy. Your fingers will trail up my thighs to
my puffed lips, spreading them as well.

You will lower your face to my pussy, your tongue licking the entire length
of me, ending right before my clit. You would continue licking my pussy, ignoring
my clit now. Pushing me closer over the edge with each lick of your tongue.
You then suck on my clit and place two fingers into my wet pussy. I’d moan as
my orgasm came, pushing myself up to your tongue.

I’d then recover from my orgasm and kiss you so passionately, our tongues entwined.
I’d then guide your hard cock into my wet tight pussy. In and out you would
pump me, faster with each stroke. We will both draw close to orgasm at the same
time. You will increase your speed, fucking me harder. You balls tighten as
my pussy grips at your hard cock, sending us both to orgasm. Our cum mixing,
leaking out of my well fucked pussy. Then would both lay in each other’s arms
and fall asleep?

Please hurry home baby. I can’t wait until you are here!!!!!!!!

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Yasmin blinked, her whole body still. She wondered for a small moment if she had imagined it, but knew instinctively that she hadn't. She turned away immediately, walking to her bag on the bench. She felt her heart speed up slightly and tried to relax, breathing slowly. She picked up her cleats, slipping her flip flops on and sat, putting the rest of the gear in her bag.

It made sense. If she really thought about it, it made perfect sense. Rain's preternatural intuitiveness. Her strength. The way she always seemed to understand her moods. She still felt shell-shocked, surprised that it took her this long to realize what she really was. A vamp. And from knowing her for the last few years and working with her, a very strong one.

It took a strong living vamp to not get distracted, show their hunger, vamp out when they were upset or excited. She knew this not only from what was common knowledge, but from a few run-in's here and there. She usually could spot one pretty easily. At the club, at a restaurant, walking past her on the street. If they were undead, they were even more easy to spot. Living vamps had the advantage of being immune to the sun and being stronger than humans, but less than the undead. And they retained their soul.

Rain and her didn't hang out socially unless they were team functions. No reason to see her vamp out then. She was around friends, felt comfortable. Same with on the field. Although that must've taken a long time to really perfect. She knew from experience that playing could be exciting and that for a vamp if they truly loved what they were doing and were turned on by it like herself..well, she thought maybe she would have seen some sort of sign. But she hadn't. And maybe because she hadn't expected it.

There were living vamps that tried to hide what they were because they were ashamed, wanted to be liked for who they were and not what they could possibly give, like shadows, people that wanted the blood ecstacy, or those wanting to be undead. They would give anything for a chance with a living or even undead vamp so that they could live for centuries. The thought was not actually appealing to her. To live forever. Maybe until you were 100, then die naturally.

Undeads had scions, caretakers that they usually tried to find while they were still living. They were loyal, made sure they stayed with them, protected them from the sun, were their companions. Her big sister's best friend was a scion. A powerful one. Her man was a master vamp. Yasmin really did not know many vamps. A few as associates of her parents and one or two that she want to school with, but as a general rule, most of her friends were human, pixie, or witch. Were's were too uprediRainable. She had a Were boyfriend for all of two seconds. He wanted to make her his alpha, but she didn't want the hassle and the laws that went along with it. Great in bed though.

She was always wary of vamps. They seemed too aware of her, as if they could see inside of her thoughts. She didn't like the feeling of being invaded like that. She could wear amulets like everyone else, but chose only to wear them on occasion, usually for fun. Like taking the static out of her hair, or changing her eye color. Never to mask her scent, or to see if people were telling the truth. She didn't believe in living life as a game. It made her attractive to Weres and vamps for just this reason, so as a rule she stayed clear. Not that she didn't like the few she had come in contact with and met. They were funny, charming, sly, and generally were very polite. But they also sometimes left her feeling vulnerable, unsure.

When she was younger, about the age of 13, she had a friend who lived next door, a female vamp. They didn't hang out a lot, but enough that she called her a friend. Sometimes they would go ride bikes (even though her mom didn't like her to although she never explained why) near the railroad tracks and lazily lay in the sand near the beach, not talking much. She liked how they didn't really need to babble about inane things, that she, Liza, seemed content to be silent a lot of the time, like she did.

One day they were playing near the train tracks and she hurt herself, twisting her ankle. It had swollen immediately, turning slightly blue and when she tried to walk on it, she nearly fell on her butt. At thirteen, she wasn't tiny by any means, Liza even smaller than her. But Liza had picked her up carefully as though she was picking up a small bird, and carried her home, and at the time, that was over two miles. She knew Liza shouldn't have been able to carry her and it had never occured to her that she was a vamp until then. But she realized it during that walk, and Liza knew that she had figured it out.

They were sitting on the couch, Liza looking at her worriedly and a little nervously. "It's okay," Yasmin had whispered. They both understood what she meant. Liza blinked at her, a slight circle of black shimmering around her pupil. Yasmin watched, fascinated. Yasmin hadn't known any vamps up until then, and had not really known what kind of danger she was in. She just knew this was her friend.

Liza reached up, her hand cupping the back of her neck. Yasmin looked at her surprised, but unafraid. Liza's eyes got darker until they were almost black as they stared at one another. "I want..." Liza said softly, her thumb moving along her neck. Yasmin let out a breath, a slight shiver going through her. It made Liza's hand on her tighten. "Liza," Yasmin said softly, confused. Liza bent her head, her mouth running along her neck and Yasmin felt her heart speed up. First twinges of real physical desire swirled in her mind. "I won't do it, I won't.." she heard Liza whisper, sounding like she was pleading.

Yasmin's hand went to Liza's shoulder, trying to remain upright and Liza sunk just the tip of her teeth lightly into her neck. Yasmin gasped, feeling pain and then pleasure flow through her from her neck through her body, settling in her groin. Liza groaned, sucking and Yasmin moaned, not understanding. God, this was a vamp, biting her. It felt like nothing she could comprehend, especially as a thirteen year old virgin who hadn't yet started dating. All she knew was that she felt so good, that she didn't want her to stop.

But something inside her told her she wasn't ready, that this was something they shouldn't be doing. So she pushed against her, her hand shaking and Liza froze, her mouth coming away from her. "Stop, please," Yasmin whispered. Liza was so strong, her body unmoving. Liza's eyes were dark, almost unseeing. She saw her canines, longer than they should've been, glistening from her blood. Yasmin shivered. "Stop being afraid..and I'll be able to let you go," Liza whispered quietly, her whole body shaking with the effort to remain still.

She closed her eyes, trying to calm down, her heart beat slowing. She felt Liza's hand leave her and she took a deep breath, slowly opening her eyes. She was alone. Neck slightly throbbing and ankle biting. She had hobbled upstairs and put on a sweater, covering her neck where two small puncture wounds lay. She had cleaned the slight blood around them, surprised that she wasn't bleeding from them. She didn't see Liza again after that, her family moving almost a week later. She had never forgotten her, or what she had made her feel. The bite healed almost immediately, and you had to look really close to even see the slight scarring, which didn't even look like a bite.

Yasmin was straight, dated men, enjoyed sex with them, but sometimes she wondered what it would be like with a woman. She knew it wasn't only the bite that had attracted her to Liza when she was young and it had stayed with her, that feeling of intimacy. She sighed, zipping up her bag. What a time for all this to come back. Her memories of being with Liza, her wandering through life wondering what it was she was searching for. She had been single for the last 8 months, not really dating and she knew she was getting the itch. To be taken out. Courted. Cuddled. She needed some sort of release.

She stood, seeing Rain and Leia come in to the dugout out of the corner of her eye. Rain was so tall she had to duck when she came down the stairs. Her long auburn hair flowed down her back in a ponytail and her dark brown eyes were expressive as they flickered to her light blue ones. A moment ago, she had seen just a second of a flash of black in them that she had tried to hide by looking down and closing her eyes for a brief moment. If she hadn't been crouching at the angle she had, looking up at her eyes, she never would have seen it. Literally only 2 seconds and it was gone.

God, what kind of vamp was she that she could be so strong as to hide herself for this long? Vamps were turned on by smell and instinct propelled them to act, mostly in passion when the smell attracted them. Fear, lust, love..all those things could make them vamp on you. The eyes were always first. She had never seen that with Rain. It was like she had perfected the way her reactions looked outwardly. It bothered her that she had never noticed, and it made her wary that Rain was hiding it.

Rain would be adored in any circle, vamp, human or otherwise. She was intelligent, fiercely loyal, fun to be around, and genuinely sweet. She knew what was bothering her. The memory of Liza was bothering her. What she had made her feel. The only vamp she had unwittingly let her guard down with. Because she was afraid of what she felt. Had wanted and enjoyed it. A girl vamp at the time. Rain was a woman vamp. It seemed potent.

There was always this slight attraction to her though she never wanted to pinpoint it, and now this. She felt embarassed at her own thoughts and slung the bag over her shoulder, standing up. "Yasmin," she heard Rain's voice and she bit her lip, turning to see her throw her own bag over her shoulder as she approached her. "What's up?" she asked as they walked out of the dugout and went towards the long tunnel to the parking lot. "Are we still on for tonight?" Rain asked, her voice echoing along the cement. Yasmin looked at her questioningly and then she remembered. She told her she would help her with chem class tonight.

It was odd that she had asked, as they never spent time out of ball. But Rain had really been struggling with it, and Yasmin had the same teacher and same class last semester so it only seemed the logical choice to ask her for help. She almost wanted to make up an excuse to not come over. To a vamps house. She knew what it meant to willingly walk over the threshold of a vamps dwelling. It meant you entered freely and that whatever happened, you were allowing.

This was Rain. She trusted and loved her as a friend. She had never once felt anything other from her than solid friendship. She needed to stop being stupid and get over his misgivings. "Of course," she replied as they entered the lit lot, student milling around. "Awesome. I'll order some pizza or something?" Yasmin nodded, smiling. "Ok, give me an hour to take a shower and come over ok?" Rain grinned, "Great, thanks for doing this." She nodded. No sharp canines. Normally living vamps had longer canines, though not as pronounced as the undead. She didn't see any. Of course she could and probaby was wearing expensive caps that hid the longer teeth, made them look normal.

Okay, she needed to not make this a big deal. But she felt her heart beat quicker as she took her shower, wondered why she seemed to be taking more time, as though procrastinating. For a moment she almost wished she had a spell amulet allowing her smell to be neutral. No doubt if Rain was a vamp, she would be able to smell her if she was afraid or otherwise. Otherwise meaning turned on. The combination of her always being attractive to her, and finding out she was a vamp was almost too much. This was stupid. She was not going to sweat it. Rain had obviously lived her life under some serious control and self-restraint. She could too, right?

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Rain hitched up her jeans and turned the dial, preheating the oven. Her eyes went to ESPN and then back to what she was doing as she lit a few candles, trying to make the place smell nice. Yasmin never came over. By herself. They only hung out with other teammates and when they played ball. She loved Yasmin, thought she was probaby one of the coolest people she knew. She was smart as a whip, funny as hell, and an all around good person. And she was...well, she was extremely easy on the eyes. Long blond hair, big blue eyes, sun-dusted flawless skin, and she was strong. You had to be to Rainch some of the balls she threw. They got along almost too well.

Rain never vamped trying to understand Yasmin. She didn't like vamping at all and had worked her whole living vamp life learning how to control it. She couldn't turn her sense of smell off or her instincts that sometimes arose, but she controlled them, never letting her eyes give her away, years of practiced non-chalant posture now second nature. She always did very well. Except today.

She was pissed as hell. Angry for coach treating one of her teammates the way she did. Yelling at her in front of everyone. Yasmin had tried to intervene which brought another coach in and there were a lot of expletives. She wanted so much to get into the fray but knew if she let it get the better of her, she would vamp. Even just a little might scare them and it wouldn't be just in front of one person, but her whole team. She didn't want that. She spent her life trying to fit in at school and college, wanting to play ball professionally and not wanting anything to get in the way of it. People treated her differently when they realized she was a vamp. They either got timid and scared, or they turned into stalkers.

People always feared the unknown. She wasn't some out-of-control vamp that ran around biting everyone. And she didn't take shadows so she could have a ready source of blood. The fact was, she rarely if ever indulged. And when she did, it was with another vamp. The undead needed blood to survive, the living did not, although they craved it. Honestly though, she wasn't attracted to people that were weaker than her. She preferred someone strong and in control, that knew what they wanted. It inevitably led to like with like. At least there were no expectations.

Another reason she hardly ever indulged was because she mixed sex with her blood. If she didn't, she had a tendency to let her hunger take over, which was not a pretty sight. And she was very choosey about who she shared her bed with. She was a normal kid except of course for the fact that she liked blood every now and again, was stronger than the average alive person, and had an extraordinary sense of smell.

Her thoughts went to Yasmin as she popped the top off of a beer and opened the sliding glass door. Yasmin was her ideal. If she were a vampire, she would've been perfect. She knew that she preferred women at a very early age, but because she rarely indulged, no one knew. Her parents would kill her if they knew. They wanted her to continue the family line, another mini-me vamp to bring into the camarilla. Her family was one of the oldest vamp families in the south. She knew she was favored to someday take over the family business, but they could have it.

She had broke away early, but stayed just close enough to home to appease them in some small way. Give them a feeling of control over her. She knew her destiny was already mapped by her mother's family line,  but she would be damned if she wasn't going to fight it tooth and nail. She wanted...more. Vamps would think she was crazy for saying it, but she loved having her soul and free will and wanted to just be happy. She didn't want to live eternally. She didn't want to be immortal. She just wanted to be like a human. Able to bleed and die and be happy, not have to worry about losing control or letting your instincts override other people's desires.

At first, she was wary around Yasmin. When she first met her, she had trouble being around her for long periods of time. She was afraid she would see right through her, not only see her interest, but God forbid she let her instincts get the better of her. Yasmin smelled like heaven. And she bet she tasted like it too. She was so strong, unafraid, and sexy as hell. She was almost too honest, and the compassion she held in her eyes always moved her. Like today, sticking up for the underdog. It was just who Yasmin was. And she loved it about her. She would give just about anything to be able to be herself completely around Yasmin, but her greatest fear was losing her as a friend.

Vampires, once uncovered, rarely were befriended because someone liked them. They usually wanted something. The rush of being bitten, or wanting even more. She liked being liked, felt a sense of worth, if sometimes maybe false, that she was an ok person. That craving blood sometimes didn't make her bad.

Once they spent more time together and she got used to the scent of her, both when she was excited and when she was happy (her two favorite smells) she felt more relaxed around her, able to control her desire. And after two years, they had become friends, their relationship on the field intense. Both of them strong-willed and competitive, they liked mowing down opponents. She trusted her 100% behind the plate and in front of it, and that was rare. They didn't hang out outside of ball for the obvious reasons, but she was desperate. She was not doing well in class, having fallen way far behind, and she needed to pass it to graduate in the summer.

She had debated asking Yasmin but finally gave in and Yasmin had of course agreed. She didn't like studying in libraries or coffee shops and Yasmin's apartment had roommates, so Yasmin had suggested her place. She knew she should have said no. Even though Yasmin didn't know she was a vamp and what that entailed, she knew what it meant, an innocent coming into her house. But she was the one that wanted a normal life right? And if she couldn't do this, couldn't handle this, then possibly she would never have one.

So she went to one of her closest friends and asked her for some strong amulets. One was to put above the entrance of the door that made the place neutral, so that no bespelling of any kind could happen to Yasmin. Bespelling could only be done by the dead, to the willing or unwilling. She herself could bespell only the willing. But if something happened, and she vamped, in her own place, she could bespell the unwilling as well. And she didn't want that to happen. Another amulet she put in the center of the room in a vase. It radiated through the house, masking some of the scent, mixing it with neutral scents so as to confuse her own sense of smell into a feeling of normalness.

Putting her caps on securely, she pulled out her books, then slipped the pizza in the oven. About ten minutes later, her eyes glued to the TV, she heard the knock. She felt her heart speed up momentarily and she went to the door, taking a big breath. She felt it leave her when she opened it. Yasmin stood in front of her. Looking edible. Clean from her shower, her damp hair pulled up, exposing her neck. She wore worn form fitting jeans and a t-shirt. She could make a friggin potato sack look appealing. She smiled down at her, barely looking at the amulet above her. Please let it work. And she stepped back to let her in.

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Yasmin closed her eyes briefly as she came into the house, trying to relax. Rain looked...sexy. Old worn jeans that were low on her hips, making the crotch long, a worn softball shirt, barefoot. God, it was starting already. She was glad she didn't have any free hands to hug her as she had books in one arm, a big bag in the other. Rain took the books without question and she brought the bag in with her to the kitchen.

The house smelled interesting. Like oranges and something fresh. She had never been here before and she looked around with interest. Large vaulted ceilings, big bay window and her eyes widened, seeing the infinity pool behind the sliding glass.

Dark wood furniture, dark suede couch, huge big screen TV. And she didn't have roommates. Obviously her family had money. Although you would never know it. She dressed like everyone else, wore a lot of the same stuff over. She didn't talk about her family much and she now realized why. If she was a living vamp, one or both of her parents were as well. They never came to games or any team functions.  Rain still seemed happy despite it.

A few candles lit the room and it made it look comfortable and elegant at the same time. She eyed Rain as she spread out the books. She had no idea what kind of life she led before she met her, but knew affluence when she saw it. And looking at her in her surroundings, she saw that it fit her quite well. She didn't look out of place whatsover.

She walked to the window and peered outside. "God, what a view. Rain, you have a gorgeous place." "Thank you," Rain's voice came from the living room. She came to the table and saw Rain standing near the fridge. "Would you like something to drink?" "What are you drinking?" "Beer," Rain said sheepishly. Yasmin smiled, "Beer sounds good." "Alright," Rain winked conspiratoraly. Yasmin sat and looked at Rain's book, open to where she was having difficulty. Of course it had to actually be the most difficult part of the course. Well, she knew Rain was smart. She was just stuck and from the looks of it, behind.

Rain brought her beer and they dug in for about twenty minutes until the timer went off. Rain went to the kitchen and pulled the pizza out, cutting it into slices as she came to sit at the island. They munched on pizza, talking about ball for a little bit until they couldn't put off the books looming in front of them. They went back to the table and worked for another few hours. She loved when Rain understood something, her face lighting up. She had slowly relaxed being in her place and she knew part of the reason why. When she had come in and turned to see Rain shut the door, she saw the amulet.

One of her witch friends had told her about it but she had never seen it at work. It was an amulet that was hung near doors so that when someone walked in, they were not bespelled. She immediately understood and loved the fact that Rain had it. It was for the safety of anyone that came into the house, lest she start to vamp for some reason. A precaution. The candles and the smell that had surrounded her when she walked in masked the scent of others. If she hadn't known that she was a vamp and recognized these signs, she would have had no idea what she was looking at or smelling.

She looked at Rain with renewed respect. That she was trying to protect her from...well, her. And she felt her eyes slowly open. Yeah, she was definitely attracted to her and not just because she was a vamp. Because she was so damn sweet. Finally, Yasmin begged off from the studying and they went to sit on the couch. Rain slouched next to her, and she noticed that she was careful to not touch her with her legs as she sprawled herself out.

They each had another beer, and Yasmin watched sports highlights with her for a bit, both of them laughing and arguing about MLB teams. Yasmin got up to go the bathroom and when she came back, she found herself sitting closer to Rain, their legs almost touching as she tried to get comfortable. Rain had brought them another beer and she could see her try to rearrange her mile long legs, but still they touched. Rain rubbed her face lightly, changing the channel to MTV. Yasmin was feeling the third beer slightly and she bit her lip, looking at Rain under her lashes.

Rain's cheeks were slightly flushed, her eyes on the TV. Almost too intently. They were never physical with one another, Rain not being physical with anyone really. She understood why now, but it didn't make her want to touch her any less. Rain's arm had gone behind the couch and she took a slow breath, then leaned her head back against it.

She felt Rain stiffen slightly next to her, but she didn't move away. They also were never this close to one another, at least not for an extended amount of time. She felt like snuggling with her. Knew it wasn't bespelling that was making her want it. She knew that Rain could probably smell her now. The amulet for the smell was fine if you weren't practically sitting in someone's lap, but this was different. And they were touching. And she knew Rain's scent was now on her.

She saw Rain shift a little, could tell she wanted to get up, but didn't. Was it because she really didn't feel comfortable with her in this way, or was it her instincts? She finished her beer, setting it down, then put her hand lightly on Rain's leg. She felt the muscle tense under her, saw Rain look down at her hand and then away, trying to hide her eyes. She wanted to see them. Needed to see them. She reached out, and Rain took her wrist loosely, looking towards her, but still hiding her eyes behind those long lashes.

"Do you not want me to touch you?" Yasmin asked softly. Rain bit her lip, then answered, "I do, which is probably why you shouldn't," her voice low, like gray silk. She felt an answering call in her body as it slowly woke up. Rain felt it, her eyelids closing as she held herself still. Yasmin felt her heart thump loudly, blood rushing to her ears. She reached for Rain's face again and she tilted her head up to look at her, Rain hesitating and then opening her eyes.

They were rimmed with black, her nose flaring, taking in her scent, her expression almost scared. A scared vampire. She cupped it, "I won't if you say no." Rain blinked at her, realizing that Yasmin understood what she was, and that she wasn't running away. "I can't," Rain said softly. Yasmin didn't know if that meant because she wanted to but couldn't or if she really wanted this. Yasmin felt unsure, slowly dropping her hand but when she went to pull back, Rain's arm went around her, keeping her tucked into her side.

Yasmin exhaled, watching her. "You know what I am," she said quietly. "Yes," Yasmin whispered. "You aren't afraid." "I trust you." Rain swallowed, and she saw her surprise. "Maybe you shouldn't," Rain breathed, not letting her go. "Why?" Yasmin asked, her heart speeding up. "I could hurt you with what I want." Yasmin felt her stomach butterfly. The silence was thick as they stared at one another, the flickering candle throwing light over her now almost black eyes. She felt the place where she had been bitten tentatively so long ago start to thrum against her neck. Passion. Desire.

Rain started, her eyes moving from her eyes to her neck. She could see it. Even though it was invisible to the naked eye, Rain was looking right at it. It had never burned with heat like it did right now. Ever. Once in awhile, she felt a slight twinge. It was obvious that it changed when there was need involved. But only with a vamp. Rain reached out, slowly running her finger along the side of her neck, touching where she once had been taken and Yasmin suppressed a moan, her eyes growing heavy.

"You've been bitten," she whispered, almost in shock. "When I was young," Yasmin managed, Rain's fingers still on her neck. "But you're not bound." It wasn't a question, just a statement. Yasmin shook her head, "No, we were both only thirteen," she whispered. "Why didn't he bind you?" Rain wondered out loud. Yasmin shook her head, "She didn't because I said no." She knew Rain had taken in her words, both the gender  and her saying no. "God, you're one strong woman," Rain said softly, their eyes on one another again.

Yasmin raised her eyebrow as Rain's fingers left her neck. "Does that turn you on?" She had no idea where the words had come from. She was never this forward. Rain laughed low, her eyes now all black. "You have no idea." Yasmin smiled slowly. "You turn me on." Rain bit her lip, "Yeah?" Yasmin nodded. Rain's head turned, looking towards the door and Yasmin followed her eyes. The amulet. She was understanding that she wasn't accidentaly bespelling her. "It's you." Rain turned her head, looking at her. She knew Rain understood what she meant. That it was Rain that was turning her on. Not pheremones.  But her love and desire for her.

"I don't know how you've been able to fly under the radar, being unbound," Rain said softly. Yasmin nodded, "I'm damn lucky. I think I might've been waiting." Rain waited, not understanding. "For the right person to find me." Rain's breathing changed, her tongue darting out to touch her left canine. "I....damn Yasmin...I'm afraid." "I know, that's why I know it's you I've been waiting for to claim me. But if you don't want me, I can understand. I don't want to ask something of you that you don't want to do."

Rain shook her head, "I want to, have wanted to ever since I first met you." Yasmin smiled shyly at her and Rain pulled her closer. "I just think....maybe this is going to fast. I'm worried that you will change your mind afterwards, and then it will be too late," she tapered off in a small voice. "I've had since I was 13 to think about what I really wanted. And what that was was to be loved for who I am, to love someone for who they are without reservations. I don't want to live my life holding back and being scared. And I don't want you to either. We can give each other what we are looking for," Yasmin said slowly.

The emotion washed over Rain's face, knew she longed for that acceptance and love. Love for who she really was. She had known Rain for years before this, it was a solid base already. "You..love me?" Rain whispered, tentative. "I love you very much, and I accept you for who you really are. I want to be with you. In all ways." Rain let out a long breath and then picked her up effortlessly, the strength of a vamp, and stood, wrapping her legs around her waist.

"I never thought you'd ever be mine. Someone as perfect as you. Someone as powerful, someone worth loving," Rain whispered, her mouth drawing across Yasmin's. Yasmin's arms tightened around Rain's neck. "You really know how to sweep a girl off her feet," Yasmin let out, feeling her eyes well up. Suddenly, both of them froze, the doorbell ringing. Rain's eyes went to the door and she set her down gently. She watched her as her eyes slowly changed back to brown, a slight black rim surrounding them. She looked at her apologetically and Yasmin smiled reassuringly up at her. They had all the time in the world.

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Frustrated, Rain felt her shoulders slump as she threw her bag into her room, yanking off her top. She hated being away from Yasmin, especially after what had transpired. It had been an urgent message from home and they had to part. Rain had gone home a state away and had just gotten back today. Her mother had finally passed into the undead. She always did like to prolong the inevitable.

She took a quick shower and then slid into jeans and a sweater, grabbing her keys. Yasmin had told her than when she got back, to come to her place. That she would be waiting. And Rain wanted nothing more than to see her. She drove fast, sliding through the lanes with ease. When she got there, she saw the apartment lights were on and she knocked.

One of her roommates opened the door and the look she gave her struck her as odd. "What's up?" she asked her, as she closed the door. "Yasmin has a visitor. A vamp...she's sort of creeping me out." Rain felt her tongue get stuck to the roof of her mouth. What vamp? She felt her heart stutter as her roommate pointed towards the living room. She walked slowly, opening up her scent passages, smelling both Yasmin and whoever was with her. Yasmin's scent seemed confused but excited. The other scent was strong and it was flowing over the room and on Yasmin as well.

She closed her eyes. Had she been bespelled? The scent of the other vampire was complex. Whoever it was, was very strong. Stronger than her. She turned the corner and stepped into the room. Yasmin's eyes went up to hers, surprised and the vamp turned her head, her eyes flashing slightly as their eyes met. Rain felt hers shimmer, controlled it. "Rain," Yasmin said softly, standing. Rain didn't move, but nodded.

The vamp slowly stood and turned all the way to face her. Yasmin hesitated, watching them. "Rain, this is Liza. Liza, this is my teaammate Rain." Fuck, she said teammate, and Rain wanted to cringe. Whoever this was, left Yasmin feeling anxious and not necessarily in a bad way. And then she understood immediately who this was. This was who had bit her so long ago. She saw the possession in her eyes, the question in them. She couldn't fight for her. The woman had come back for her, was her first bitten. And no matter how strong Rain thought she was, she wouldn't be able to best her in order to win Yasmin. Yasmin would have to choose. And she didn't want to watch her have to do that. She loved her too much to see her struggle with a decision.

They nodded at one another, civil. The woman was beautiful. Long flowing black hair and green eyes. Almost as tall as her with a regal posture. She saw Yasmin had realized what she had just said, embarassed, but Rain didn't acknowledge it, as her eyes went to Liza's as they stepped to one another and shook hands. Her aura was lighter than she would've thought, and her face remained warm.

"Nice to meet you," Rain said softly. "Likewise, Rain." Rain stepped back slowly her eyes meeting Yasmin's briefly and then she turned, not able to stay in the room. This wasn't her girl anymore and neither was the room. Before Yasmin could say anything else, she walked towards the kitchen. She stayed for a brief moment and then went out the back door, breathing in the cool night air. Damn. Two weeks made all the difference in the world. She felt like crying as she made her way back to the car. Hope that had blossomed and was so strong died on a whisper and she felt cold and dark.

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Yasmin excused herself from Liza not long after Rain had left the room and she went to the kitchen. God, why had she said teammate? It slipped out of her mouth and it wasn't at all what she intended but she felt flustered by Liza showing back up in her life after all these years. She had seen emotion flicker in her eyes and then they went dead, and she felt her heart clench. She had hurt her. Of course she had. She was such a screwup.

Rain had deferred to Liza and had immediately left the room. She didn't want her to leave. "Where is Rain?" Tina shook her head, "She said goodbye and went out the backdoor I think." Yasmin felt her heart stop. Fuck. Rain had felt she wasn't good enough, that Yasmin didn't want her because Liza was here. Liza had taken her by suprise, but she wasn't intending to sleep with her or have her bite her at all. She had no idea why she had said teammate but when she had introduced her to Liza, she wanted it to be neutral. And she knew it had been the absolute wrong thing to do.

She felt her eyes tear up. God she had looked so good and she had missed her so much for the few weeks she had been gone. She made her way back into the living room where Liza was standing near the window. "Is she the one you want?" Liza asked softly. Yasmin felt her neck start to throb, knew that Liza's pheremones were kicking out and she fought the feeling. "Yes," Yasmin said softly, not approaching her.

Liza bowed her head and then nodded. "I knew I shouldn't have waited so long to come find you. And now it's too late," she said quietly. "I'm sorry.." Yasmin whispered. "Don't be. Her aura was very clean, very strong. Definitely strong enough to be your equal. Probably why you are both attracted to one another the way you are." Yasmin bit her lip, watching her. Liza stepped forward and touched her face gently, "Go after her. She is hurting enough for the both of you." Yasmin's face tingled and she nodded, her tears starting to fall.

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Rain slammed her door and didn't turn on any lights. She cranked up the music and threw some whiskey in a glass. She hated herself. She hated what she was. She would never be able to do anything right. Never be able to love and be loved by someone worthy. She didn't deserve Yasmin if she couldn't stand up to another vamp for her love.

She downed the whiskey, pouring more into a glass. She walked barefoot through the house, lighting a few candles and opened the sliding door, looking out at the night sky. Her hunger was strong tonight. She hadn't indulged in over two years. No wonder why she was so out of sorts.

Angry, she swallowed more of her drink, Evanescene coating her with their sorrow. She didn't know how long she stood in her own darkness when she heard someone walking towards her door. Her ears zeroed in on the sound and she heard the knock. She finished her drink and strode to the door, not in the mood for company.

When she opened it, she almost had the urge to shut it again. Yasmin stood in front of her, soaked from the rain that had started to pour, her blond hair looking dark, her blue eyes full of apology. "Can I come in?" she asked softly. Rain shrugged, "Enter at your own risk. I don't have an amulet above the door," she said, her voice low, taunting and she turned, walking through the dark house. She heard the door shut, heard Yasmin follow her into the kitchen.

The light shone as she opened the freezer, grabbing the bottle of whiskey. "I'm sorry Rain," Yasmin pleaded, tears in her eyes which Rain forced herself to look away from. Her heart was aching. It had never felt like this. "You made it clear what I really am to you. And there's no need to apologize. I hate who I am as it is," she nearly spat and left the kitchen, taking the glass from the island.

She was almost at the sliding door when she felt Yasmin's arm on her hand, her heat on her and Rain whipped around quickly, her vampness getting the best of her as she grasped her hand, not hurting her but holding it away from her, firmly. She knew her eyes had gone completely black.

"Stop, Yasmin. I can't be..I can't give you what Liza can give you. She's the only one that will truly invoke that bite..the response you had towards it. I'm nothing compared to her," Rain said harshly, tears threatening to fall. "Rain, please. I love you, I don't want to be with her..I only want you." Rain looked at her disbelieving. "I don't feel it anymore," she said, her voice gone flat.

Yasmin's tears flowed as she took Rain's hand, placing it over her heart. "Feel it. Please say you feel it. Because it's real. I'm sorry baby. I don't know why I introduced you to her like that. It came out all wrong..was not what I meant." Rain's eyes were downcast, her shoulders falling slightly.

"She doesn't even compare to you." Rain's head came up, sorrow in them but she saw her listening. "You are who I want. Please believe me," she said softly, cupping her face in her hands. Rain looked at her, felt her heart hammering under her hand, her scent one of love, and fear. But not fear of her, fear of losing her. Yasmin touched her forehead to hers and wrapped her arms around her neck. Rain felt her own arm go around her lower back, the bottle still in her hand, tentative. Her other hand still remained at her side, their eyes on one another.

Rain felt the tension dissapate slightly. "I know why she came back. And it's justified. I won't stand in her way, she loved you first. Because I can tell there is care there from her. I want to fight for you, but she will ultimately win if I do," she admitted in a whisper, even though she didn't want to. Yasmin shook her head, "I choose. I choose my future and who I want to share my body and blood with. And I've made my choice. Rain, I won't lose you. I told her that you are the one I choose."

Rain let out a slow breath, finally believing her and she dropped the bottle, bringing her into her arms and Yasmin let out a soft sound as she tightened her hold on her, burying her face in her neck. Yasmin had chosen her over an obviously stronger and superior vampire who still had a hold on her through her saliva in the bite she had given her, and she felt her heart kick start into overdrive. "Mine," Rain said in a ragged voice, carrying her into her bedroom. "Yes," Yasmin said softly.

They reached the room, dim lights on, silk sheets on an unmade bed. She lay Yasmin on it and without preamble, Yasmin took off her shirt and bra, then stood, undoing her pants, pulling her thong off with them. "Fuck," Rain breathed, following suit, her clothes following hers onto the floor. "God, you are so so sexy," Yasmin whispered, reaching for her and Rain came over her, their mouths meeting hungrily.

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Their bodies wound around one another as their mouths fed, Yasmin knew she was already wet, ready for her. She looked up at her darkly, full of desire, and ran her finger over Rain's canine. Rain hesitated, then reached up, taking off one and then the other cap revealing longer canines, too long to be human. Yasmin blinked up at her, then gave her a shy smile. Rain growled low, her mouth trailing over her skin, her sharp teeth gentle across her body, over her breasts, tongue on her nipples, then lower.

Yasmin moaned, Rain's tongue between her legs, on her clit, her body on fire. "Please," she whispered, needy. Rain moved up her body, her fingers between her legs, their mouths meeting. Rain's mouth went to where her long-ago bite was and Yasmin gasped, arching under her, her legs twining around her lips. Rain looked at her intently, her words slow, "You give this to me?" Yasmin felt her body relax into her voice, "Yes." Rain sighed softly, holding her close, the last vestiges of hesitancy falling away.

Rain's mouth went to her neck again, and gently she slipped her teeth into her, her fingers following suit below and there was only slight pain and then enormous pleasure as she groaned, feeling like her body was suspended above her. She cried out, her hands grasping her as she felt her pull strongly on her, her fingers sliding in and out of her warm depths, her clit engorged as she kept her thumb on it, running her wetness over it again and again. "Rain...don't...stop..." she moaned, her body starting to tremble under Rain's stronger one.

Rain groaned and pulled again, her blood flowing  into her mouth and Yasmin thought she was going to pass out from the ecstacy as her vagina clenched tightly and then she was climaxing, her body shuddering and twisting as Rain took her blood and her body, the feeling indescribable. Rain gentled her touch, slowly pulling her mouth away and Yasmin panted softly, pulling her close, wanting more, feeling something was missing.

"I..don't want to bind you unless you want me to. You wouldn't be my shadow, but an equal.." she said, almost embarassed, afraid. She could see the hope in her eyes. She hadn't bound her. She wanted her to have that choice. To be her companion. But not a plaything, someone skulking around after them as a blood supply. Someone with her own free will. Binding her would ensure that no other vampire played upon her bite, making her subsceptible to their charm. "I want to be yours," Yasmin whispered, running her hands up Rain's thighs, touching her gently between her legs.

Rain let out a groan as Yasmin turned over above her and took her mouth, her fingers finding her dripping wet. She gently pushed into her, palming her clit as her mouth took her nipple between her teeth. Rain gasped, her body taut with desire as Yasmin made love to her, Rain's body undulating in the dark room, her orgasm fast and strong. Rain lifted her in her arms, Yasmin straddling her and they kissed softly.

Rain's mouth went to her neck again, her hand cupping her breast, her other holding her lightly and then she sunk her teeth into her again lightly. Yasmin felt the jolt of sensation and pure bliss as she drew on her again, featherlight her lips moved on her skin and she felt something flow through her, an indescribable feeling, like warm liquid running through her veins, drawing up her whole body, her will, her soul.

She felt exhiliration spiked with a brief moment of fear as she gave herself over to this woman and then she climaxed again, with only her mouth on her, their naked bodies tight on one another. Rain moved her mouth, cradling her head in her neck, Yasmin feeling tears seeping under her lashes as she clutched at Rain who was shaking from taking in her aura, blood, and surrender. She had felt the moment she had been bound to her, and felt nothing but love and need for her.

As they collapsed onto the bed, she curled herself into Rain's larger body, feeling secure and peaceful. She touched Rain's face, her eyes dilating slowly back, the warm brown appearing. "I can't believe you're mine," Yasmin bit her lip. Rain laughed softly, "I certainly am." Drowsy partly from making love and from blood loss, she feel asleep quickly in her arms, trusting Rain would keep her safe. "I've never...bound anyone to me before," Rain whispered almost inaudibly before she fell completely into Neverland. Yasmin nuzzled into her. The fact that Rain had waited this long to do it meant she had been waiting, just like her.

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Leia laughed, shoving at Rain who grinned. They had all gone out to a club that had just opened near the waterfront. Rain and her had been secretive about their relationship, but little by little, the team found out. At first a few of the girls had been weird about it, but soon it was like no big deal, the vibe going back to what it had always been between all of them. Tina had admitted that she thought they made a perfect couple and Britt chimed in, agreeing. They still weren't really physical in public, but that was more because that's how both of them were.

They were sitting a few steps up from the main floor at a large table, six of them meeting for drinks and some dancing. They had been at the club for a little while when Yasmin noticed a group of vamps come in, their shadows trailing behind them. They all wore dark clothing, one in all leather. The shadows looked palid, listless, the vamps predatory. She saw that Rain had noticed them as well, her eyes on them, her leg, which had been jiggling under the table, stilling.

"Shadows are just...they look so sad and pathetic.." Britt sighed, having seen them as they crossed the middle of the floor towards the bar. One of them looked up at their table and his eyes landed on Tina, then Britt. Scoping them out. He smiled at Tina and then continued walking. Tina's face looked flushed, her eyes slightly confused. Yasmin eyed the vamp. Possibly undead. Or possibly Tina was more willing than she had thought. Rain was looking at Tina, but said nothing.

"He was kind of hot," Britt said, quirking her eyebrow. And he was. Dark hair, light eyes, his body athletic. His cheeks were rosy, signifying he had slaked his thirst recently. The shadows did look sad, fawning over the vamps, doing whatever it was they asked.

After Rain had bound her, Yasmin hadn't felt any different. And she knew the reason why. Rain, who as a vampire had the power and the tools to mold and bend Yasmin the way she saw fit since she had bound her, did not try to make her malleable. She let her keep her own free will. Because she loved her. Instead of becoming weaker like the shadows that followed after these vamps, she became stronger. Rain didn't use her or suck her dry, instead, made sure that when they wanted mutual satisfaction, Yasmin had to ask for her to take from her.

She had the strongest urge to do the same, bite into her. She knew it was something that was done. Saw the caps that were sold in discreet stores that made sharp canines for those who were allowed the gift of biting a vamp if they were not one themselves. Rain's birthday was coming up. She knew Rain would never ask her for this, even though it would bring her an indeterminable amount of pleasure, as much as what she felt when she was bitten.

Rain was chivalrous and slow in her courtship. And it turned her on. So yesterday, she had gone underground in search of the perfect caps. She found someone who was willing to make ones exact to her tooth specifiRainions, so they didn't come off during the act, which cheaper ones often did. It set her back a bit, but she knew it was going to be worth it. Maybe tonight. She didn't know if she could wait until her birthday.

She saw Tina jerk slightly next to her, and she saw she was breathing shallowly. She turned her head, seeing the vamp that had been looking at her standing nearby with a drink, looking at her. He WAS bespelling her. Yasmin moved in her seat, blocking his view of him and touched Tina lightly on the thigh. She looked up worriedly. "I...I feel strange."

Rain stood slowly, and excused herself. She watched her walk down the steps, the vamp looking up at her as she approached, surprise in his eyes. He hadn't noticed her sitting with them. She saw recognition in his eyes and he looked almost scared as he straightened from his slouch and he bowed his head slightly in greeting. Rain waited until his head came up then said something quietly to him. His eyes started to go back to where they were sitting but whatever Rain said next stopped him, his eyes going to hers. He said something softly and she nodded.

She turned to follow him and glanced back at Yasmin. Yasmin nodded at her and she turned, walking towards his crew with him. They all stood as she approached, bowing slightly. Who was Rain that they would all be almost..meek around her? Rain acknowledged them with a slight nod as she sat, the shadows scurrying around her, their eyes riveted to her power. Compared to the other vamps, she exuded a natural grace and strength, not an affected one.

One of the vamps barked at a shadow standing too close to Rain and she huddled, moving away. They talked for a few minutes and Yasmin drank her drink, Tina having gone to the bathroom with Leia. She watched Rain stand up and one of the shadows touched her arm briefly, her eyes big. Rain looked down at her, her vamp distracted. The girl whispered something and Rain looked down at her, nodding briefly. The girl looked sad, desperate. Rain left their table, weaving her way back towards her. Someone stopped her to talk to her and she bent her head as they spoke. A girl. Flirting with her. Yasmin hid a smile and turned, seeing a few of her teammates coming to the table.

She chatted with Kristie for a moment, then felt Rain next to her. She finished her drink and sat it down on the table, finally turning her head to look at Rain. She was leaning against the wall close to her, talking to Britt. Their eyes met and Rain looked at her questioningly. Yasmin couldn't really answer her, what she was feeling. She knew it was...admiration and..lust. Rain's nostrils flared slightly and she knew Rain smelled it on her. She felt her cheeks stain as she tore her eyes away from her.

She saw Rain push off from the wall and she shook her head giving her a teasing smile as she stepped around the table. Rain's eyes were laughing as she took two strides and was next to her. Yasmin grinned, Rain's arms going around her, pulling her close. Yasmin put her arms around her neck, letting Rain pull her close. "You're driving me crazy," Rain growled in her ear and Yasmin felt a shiver go down her spine. "Then stop looking at me like that," Yasmin smiled, running her thumb across her lower lip. Rain had her caps in and her tongue snaked out to run across them, "Like what?" Yasmin groaned, "You are such an asshole." Rain threw her head back laughing, the black rim barely visible around her eyes.

"I want to bring you home with me right now," Yasmin said, her voice sultry and it was Rain's turn to squirm under her hands. "Okay, okay." It was almost  two am. Definitely time to go home. "Let me go to the bathroom, I'll meet you in front okay?" Rain nodded. Yasmin made her way to the bathroom and noticed the shadow that had spoken to Rain was in front of her. They went into the bathroom and when she came out of the stall, the girl did too. She looked gaunt, pale. Dark circles were under her eyes and she had light scarring on her neck.

She actually was quite good looking, her long red hair probably an aphrodisiac to the vamps she hung out with. Their eyes met and the girl's eyes took her in, wide. Yasmin watched her, waiting as she dried her hands. "I..do you know how incredibly lucky you are? Rain is....a lion. And she obviously respects you, treats you well," the girl's voice was soft, surprised. She wondered at the word..lion. "I am lucky. That she loves me," she admitted, throwing the towel away.

"What did you ask her?" Yasmin wondered out loud. The girl shook her head, "I need help." Yasmin nodded, she looked anemic and tired. "I was hoping maybe she could talk to my owner." Yasmin blinked, "You don't belong to anyone. You are your own person." The girl looked at her, shocked. "That is far from the truth, for any shadow. But you aren't one are you? You are...her scion?" Yasmin shook her head, "We're lovers." The girl stared at her, then nodded, tears forming in her eyes. "She will help you if she can," Yasmin said softly. The girl nodded.

Yasmin opened the door for her, then followed her out to the front of the club. Both of them froze as they opened the door. Rain and a few of her teammates were standing near the wall, two of the vamps standing next to them, a shadow nearby. They all turned to see them approach, the girl scurrying to stand next to her vamp, the one that was irately looking at Rain.

"She's mine," the vamp snarled. Rain didn't move, didn't look at her, their eyes locked. "You'll kill her at this rate, the way you are treating her," Rain said quietly. The vamp blinked, anger making his eyes swell to black, his body rigid. "Come on," his vamp buddy said quietly, moving back with his shadow, his anxious eyes on Rain. "It isn't any of your business," he clenched his jaw. Their teammates were watching the confrontation, all of them in shock, scared as they had backed up out of their way, torn between wanting to help Rain and being afraid of the vamp.

"She has asked, and now it is." Rain said with some finality. Surprised, the man looked at his shadow, the girl she had met in the bathroom shivering next to him, fear flowing through her. Rain saw it the moment it was about to happen, the vamp reaching out to grab the girl by the neck and Rain reached out with an unnatural quickness, her hand going to the vamp's neck as she moved them into the car, both of them almost the same height, their eyes on one another.

He struggled slightly, trying to push her off and she squeezed tighter, lifting him ever so lightly until his feet were off the ground. She heard Britt gasp next to her. Rain had vamped out. In front of everyone. "You obey the plight. You must follow what it dictates," Rain ground out. The vamp gasped, trying to breathe, saw her eyes which were hidden from them, and he shuddered, then nodded.  "Yes?" Rain asked, not easing up. "I concur and beg favor," he rasped, his face turning slightly blue.

"Rain," Yasmin said softly. Her shoulders eased and then she let go of the grip, easing him down onto the ground. He pulled himself back up to his full height and then bowed low in appeasement. He gave a look to his shadow then nodded, "I release you." The girl next to her started to sob and Yasmin held her as she grasped at her coat. He looked up at Rain with eyes full of emotion. "Don't forget who you are, Rojilio," Rain said quietly. He nodded, then took a step back. He held out his hands in suppliRainion and she nodded. He turned and left them standing in the dark parking lot, the rain heavy around them.

Rain stood staring after him and Yasmin let go of the woman, wiping her tears. She left her, then went to Rain, approaching her from the side. Rain's eyes were changing, the black subsiding and she looked down at her. Yasmin nodded and touched her arm lightly. Rain looked relieved that she wasn't looking at her as if she had grown two heads. The raw power was like nothing she had seen.

The tradition that the vamps were seeped in seemed to swirl around them. Rain had reminded Rojilio of where he needed to be, and he had accepted it. She took her hand, lacing it in hers. Rain gave her a small smile, finally relaxing. She knew as soon as they turned around, there would more explaining to do. Rain's arm went around her shoulder and Yasmin put hers around her waist as they turned to see their teammates approaching, and the girl she had saved.

It was silent, all of them quiet as they met near the awning. "You're a vampire," Leia said softly, for all of them. Rain looked at them pleadingly, but did not speak, only nodded, hanging her head. "Well shit, that was the coolest thing I have ever seen in my entire life. You are one kick ass bitch!" Britt grinned, shoving her on the shoulder. Rain looked at her, shocked. Tina smiled, "You saved her," she motioned to the girl next to them, "life."

Rain shook her head, "She saved her own," and she looked at the girl. The girl's tears started to come again, but these were tears of happiness. "You gave me the strength..what you two have..it gave me the strength to hope and to ask." Yasmin felt her heart clench.

"Why didn't you tell us?" Kristie asked, the only one holding back. Rain searched her eyes, "I just...wanted to know that I have friends because of who I was..not what someone thought I was," she said softly. Kristie nodded and then gave her a soft smile. They walked to their cars, the girls excited. Finally they parted ways, the girl coming with them to Rain's car. "Camra, right?" Rain asked as they stopped under the street lamp. Camra nodded. She looked up at Rain and said softly, "I owe you with my bond." Yasmin felt herself inhale lightly. The girl was her shadow now?

Rain just shook her head, "Camra, you don't belong to anyone, least of all me." Camra looked confused, "But..it is your right." Yasmin waited, unsure. Rain just tightened her grip of Yasmin's hand in reassurance, "I forfeit my rights. Yasmin is all I want or need." Yasmin felt her heart speed up, her knees going weak. Damn she was so sexy. Camra bit her lip then gave them both a big smile, "Thank you," she whispered. Rain nodded. Camra turned to Yasmin and they hugged lightly. "You are loved," she smiled softly at her, then bowed to Rain. Rain bowed her head in return and the girl disappeared into the night.

Rain opened the car door for her and they drove home, Yasmin deep in her own thoughts. Rain looked over at her every one in awhile, waiting for her to speak. "Who are you that other vamps respect you the way I've seen?" Yasmin asked softly, finally looking at her. Rain pulled up into her drive and opened the door. Yasmin waited, Rain coming around to open her door. She helped her out and they walked up the walk.

"My family is the oldest living vamp family in the country. I come from a ...long line of strong genes that have pretty much made us dominant in our characteristics and mental capacity. We...outlive many of our kind," she said quietly as if in thought as Yasmin opened the door, letting them in. "How long?" Yasmin asked, curious as she shut the door, both of them taking off their shoes. "After becoming undead?" she asked, shaking off her coat. Yasmin nodded, almost forgetting that small detail. "Thousands of years." Yasmin looked up at her surprised. Rain nodded, but she looked troubled.

"I...I think it must be hard. I can't imagine...living to one hundred, let alone.." she trailed off. Rain leaned against the back of the couch and gave her a half-smile, "I can't either. The only things I've wanted in life were to be loved for who I am and to be able to live and die like a human." Yasmin felt sorrow for her future and came into her arms. "Well, as long as this life is in front of us, I am yours." Rain smiled down at her. "Yeah?" Yasmin nodded.

They kissed gently, their hands roaming lightly, her body pushing into Rain's. Yasmin pulled away breathless, "I have something for you. An early birthday present. Or do you want to wait?" She gave her a sexy look, starting to unbutton her blouse as she walked backwards towards her bedroom. Rain's gave her a long look, her eyes starting to shimmer and Yasmin squealed, turning and running. She had almost reached the bed when Rain was on top of her. They tore off one another's clothes, their mouths roaming. Rain's fingers pressed against her and she shook her head, panting.

"What?" Rain asked, her eyes now completely black, her lips moist. Yasmin got up off the bed and went to her dresser. She opened the first drawer and pulled out a small box, bringing it over to Rain. Rain sat up, bringing Yasmin into her arms and Yasmin placed it in her hand. "You...if you want to wait, it's ok." Rain touched the box, then opened it. Inside there was a small velvet pouch. Rain bit her lip, "For me?" "For us." Rain loosened the string, then opened it. She tipped it over and out slid the canines. Her head came up quickly, surprised. "Are these.." Yasmin nodded, feeling bashful all of the sudden. "I got them..fitted. But if you don't want to.." Rain stopped her, putting a finger to her lips, "God, I definitely want to. I just didn't think you...wanted.." "I do," Yasmin said softly, her arms around her.

Rain licked her lips, her eyes wide. "I...I've..wanted this..you to.." Yasmin didn't think she'd ever seen her speechless. She took them out of Rain's palm and pushed Rain down on the bed. Yasmin straddled her hips and took the box from her, placing it on the bed. She then gently pushed first one, then the other cap on, lengthing her canines, the sharp points thrilling on her tongue. Rain looked up at her, her breath fast and she took off her own caps, putting them in the box.

"I...the thing is..if you do this, take my blood, you'll change. Become more subsceptible to things..stronger, but...things are more intense..everything looks and feels different. I don't want you to change who you are, unless this is something that you want." Yasmin studied her, her tongue darting out between her lips, "I want to be with you. For as long as you'll have me." Rain swallowed, her mouth opening and then closing, her words hanging between them.

Yasmin had been thinking about it ever since they had come together the first time. Being her scion. Rain had never asked. Never once asked this selfless gift of her. To be her caretaker after death if something should happen. To be her lover, to stay with her. She didn't want to assume that she would ask, but she wanted her to know that if she wanted her in that way, she was hers.

"Yasmin," Rain breathed, her hands moving up her ribcage as she sat up, their eyes riveted to one another. She could see the question in her eyes, could see her wanting to say the words. She waited, her hands going to her shoulders. "Will you...will you be my scion?" Yasmin felt a thrill go through her, one of intense need and lust and she saw Rain scent it, her eyes fully dilating. "Yes." Rain groaned, holding her close, their bodies pressing against

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The phone rang at about 10:30 and I was a little startled. It was a friend of my roommates - she had given a man who was in town my card. She knew I liked to meet really tall men for sex, and he was in town for only a short time.

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I talked to him for about 20 minutes and he seemed nice enough, so I decided I would go meet him at his hotel. I drove down there and knocked on the door. He wasn’t lying, he was a full 6′8″! I walked in and he just grinned and gave me the biggest bear hug. What a sweet guy!!

I asked to use his bathroom and came out wearing a black nightie. He said, “awwww, sweet!!!” and hugged me again! I said, “I’m not wearing any underwear,” and turned around and stuck my ass out.

He said, “Are you sure?” and he lifted my nightie up and put his fingers between my cunt lips. “Ahhhh, yes,” he said, and turned me back around.

I pulled his shorts down and saw he wasn’t wearing any undies either. I looked up and smiled at him, then back down at his thick 8 inches, straight up!

I had to only bend my knees slightly to be low enough to kiss the tip of his cock,since he was so tall. Then I squeezed my tits together around his cock and moved up and down, the silk of my nightgown smooth against him.

He then pulled my nightie off me and I let him tit fuck me some more, kissing the head everytime it came near my lips.

Soon after that, he took my hand and led me over to the bed. He sat down and I sat down beside him and he pushed me onto my back. He started exploring my tits; squeezing and biting and licking them. I spread my legs and he started fingering me and looking at my cunt.

“Wow, you have such a nice pussy,” he said. He spread it wider, looking at it as I got wetter. He put a couple fingers up inside and started fucking me that way. He leaned over and kissed me deep and long; my nipples were so hard and I was so horny at this point.

He moved so that he was on his hands and knees with his cock right over my face. I started sucking on it hungrily and greedily, sucking and licking, running my tongue around the tip.

He reached for something and I realized it was a condom. He stopped and put it on and got between my legs. He lifted them up to his shoulders and entered me slowly.

I moaned and he shoved it in further. He moved my legs so that my ankles wrapped around his waist and he leaned on his hands and knees and started fucking me good and hard. He was so tall, and so far above and beyond my head that I couldn’t kiss him or anything, so I just laid back and got fucked.

And it was so good. He knew how to make his cock rub against my clit and he did it so good. Pretty soon I was cumming, pulling on my nipples and playing with my tits.

That was what sent him over the edge, I think, and he grunted and came hard, pumping me with his huge cock until he was spent.

He excused himself and flushed the condom and came back and laid down next to me. We just sort of talked about nothing for awhile, and then I told him I was still horny. I started playing with myself and he moved down so he could watch.

I spread my legs and started fingering my clit, rubbing it in circles and dipping into my hole for moisture. He stuck his fingers in my hole while I was fingering myself and fucked me like that for a little bit.

He leaned back and started stroking his cock while I fingered myself; I was so shocked that he had gotten hard again so quickly. I asked if he had another condom and he did.

He put it on and got on top of me, this time we both came in about 2 minutes. We were fucking fast and hard like animals and I could tell he was holding out for me. I came so hard that I know my pussy walls were really gripping his cock and he came immediately after I did.

That time we were really spent. He got up to get rid of his condom again and I got up and started getting dressed. He said, “It’s over the quickly huh?”

I said, “Yeah, I gotta go.” That’s when I looked at the clock and realized I’d only been in that room for half an hour! Talk about a quickie - it had taken me longer to get there!

Oh well, it was a really great fuck - I’d do it again.

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Tags:  Exhibitionism Our visit to London to see a show started with Karen putting on her own show. Our Short Break in London

My wife Karen and I planned a short break in London to take in a show
not so long back. It ended up with Karen putting on a little bit of a
show herself. She loves to show off and I love to watch her doing so.
Something we discovered whilst on holiday after being interrupted by a
hotel maid who ended up joining us on our bed.

Anyway, we booked into our hotel and when we got to our room on the 4th
floor we noticed that it overlooked a quayside on the River Thames. We
also noticed that they were putting up a new building opposite on the
quayside that was just to the left of our window. The window itself was
large and could give any one of the workers on this new building a
clear view into our room. My immediate instinct was to close the
curtains, at least a little, but Karen stopped me and said, “Leave
them. I wonder how long it would take them to notice if I stripped
naked in front of the window.” Like I said before, she loves to expose
herself and I love to watch her so I immediately agreed and pulled the
curtains fully open again. We were on the 4th floor so no one but the
builders opposite would be able to witness Karen putting on her own
private show.

I opened a bottle of wine that we’d brought with us and handed Karen a
glass. Although it wasn’t dark yet, I turned on the lights to ensure a
clear view into the room. I took my own glass of wine and sat back in a
position where I could see past Karen to the building opposite. I could
then watch Karen and see how long it took for her to gain an audience.

Karen was still wearing the jeans, button up white top and training
shoes she’d travelled in. Even though, she still managed to look hot
and horny as she stood in the window sipping from her wine glass and
slowly unbuttoning her top. After undoing the last button and pulling
her top free of her jeans, she placed one hand high on the window,
allowing her top to fall open, exposing her white sheer bra. Watching
her reflection in the glass I could see that her nipples were plainly
visible through the material. She stood like this for a couple of
minutes before one of the builders opposite noticed. He stared across
at her for a while, probably not believing his eyes, before waving
across one of his colleagues. As they both stood and watched Karen, she
turned to face me and slowly reached behind, running both hands
seductively over her buttocks as she let her top fall free from her
shoulders. She then bent forward from the waist to pick up her top.
Placing her feet apart, she stayed in this position for a short time to
give them the full effect of seeing her bent over in her tight jeans.
Standing up again she threw her top on the bed and turned back towards
her audience, which had now grown to four. Her bra was next to be taken
off as she reached behind and unclipped it. I could see her face
reflected in the glass as she closed her eyes and opened her mouth. It
was obvious that this was already having an effect on her. She let her
bra slip forward from her gorgeous soft breasts, exposing them to her
appreciative spectators opposite, which had now grown to nine. I could
tell that Karen was feeling very horny now as she stepped towards the
window and pressed her exposed tits against the cold glass letting her
assembled viewers know that this was no accident. She wanted them to
know that she wanted them to see her. From the reaction amongst the men
gathered I could tell that this was very much appreciated as they
watched her bra sliding down her arms, finally settling on the floor.
She was totally naked from the waist up and her audience now numbered
eleven.

Stepping back from the glass and turning towards me, Karen looked
ecstatic as she took her tits in her hands and told me that this was
making her feel so hot. I must admit she certainly looked like she was
having fun. My cock was now straining at my jeans as I observed my wife
taking her clothes off for this group of men watching from across the
road. Things were about to get hotter as she unbuttoned the top of her
jeans and turned back towards her audience. There were still only
eleven so I guess that must have been all of them as they watched Karen
slide one hand into the top of her jeans whilst the other pulled and
pinched at her nipples. She was really lost in the moment as her hips
swayed like she was dancing. Her jeans were sliding over her hips and
down past her thighs to bunch up at her feet. She had already kicked
her training shoes off so she easily stepped out of her jeans leaving
her dressed only in a pair of sheer panties that matched her now
discarded bra. The thin, transparent material did nothing to hide her
hairless pussy and I only hoped the guys opposite could see her well
enough to appreciate the view. Especially the one that she was now
giving as she turned her backside towards them and bent from the waist
again with her feet wide apart. Holding this position she ran her hands
up the inside of her thighs teasing herself. She then moved them up and
around her buttocks before reaching behind to tease her pussy with one
finger, gently sliding it back and forward over the thin, translucent
covering of her panties. I could see the guys opposite getting a little
worked up over this blatant show of my wife’s sex. It was now obvious
they had a good view of her performance as she slipped her fingers
under the material to insert a finger into her pussy.

Whilst finger fucking herself she used her other hand to pull her
panties down over her gorgeous backside giving the builders opposite a
clear view of her finger working in and out of her pussy. Her legs were
still spread apart and her panties only got as far as her knees where
she left them. This in itself was such a horny sight. My wife bent over
at the waist with her knickers stretched at her parted knees, her hands
reaching behind her, pulling her pussy lips apart and exposing herself
so completely for the enjoyment of her now excited spectators opposite.


She had promised to strip naked though and she hadn’t forgot as she
stepped her feet together and allowed her panties to fall to the floor
before standing up and turning around to face her audience. They were
loving it and so was she as she blew then all a kiss. So was I for that
matter. My cock was now in my hand as I slowly stroked it back and
forward as I wondered what Karen was going to do next now that she was
naked. She was so turned on now and I didn’t have to wait long to find
out.

Placing a chair in the window, she sat down facing her audience with her
legs spread wide apart. She was now going to masturbate openly for
their entertainment. And mine. Her hands moved towards her naked
breasts as she began to squeeze and pull at them. Fingers teasing and
pinching at the nipples as she worked herself up to a state of ecstasy.
One hand now worked it’s way down over her stomach to her open legs.
The fingers searching out her clitoris, rubbing slowly at first and
picking up pace as her hips bucked upwards in expectation. She moved
her other hand down to join the first and both went between her legs
pulling her pussy lips apart for all to see. She was leaning right back
in the chair now with her hips thrust upwards, legs wide apart and her
pussy lips held wide open. This caused an instant reaction of
admiration from the guys opposite for my wife’s unashamed show of
blatant exhibitionism. Karen thoroughly loved the attention and it was
plain that she now needed more than just her fingers. It was a sight
I’ve seen several times since we discovered how turned on she gets by
showing herself off. I was enjoying the show too much to let it be over
yet and by the reaction of what I was seeing from the lads opposite, so
were they.

It was then that I spotted the wine bottle and knew it would do for now.
Emptying the remains into our glasses I handed the bottle to Karen who
looked a little surprised to start with but caught on very quickly.
With her legs still wide open towards her spectators she first placed
the bottle to her mouth and started to suck on it like it was a cock.
One hand was still working between her legs as she noticed my cock
standing proud of my zipper. She told me not to sit down and stay with
her. I made sure I didn’t get between her and the window as I wouldn’t
want to restrict the view that she was giving her audience. The wine
bottle had now gone down between her open legs and was positioned just
at the opening of her lust-swollen labia. Again, I just hoped that the
work crew opposite had a good view of the neck of the wine bottle
slowly entering my wife’s pussy as she started to fuck herself with it.
It was a good substitute for her fingers as she was really starting to
get off with this. Her hips thrust against the bottle as she moaned
loudly that she was coming. Both hands were on the bottle, pushing it
in and pulling it out like an artificial cock, driving her to a very
audible orgasm. She was up on her toes with her legs splayed wide apart
as she lay back as far as she could on the chair. The makeshift dildo
pushed hard into her sopping wet pussy, her hips thrust upwards in
ecstasy as she reached what looked like an earth shattering climax.

She wasn’t finished showing off yet though. Once she came down from her
orgasm, she placed the wine bottle at her feet and with her legs still
splayed wide so that the builders opposite could still look at her open
pussy, she reached over to me and wrapped her hand around my cock,
pulling me towards her open mouth. This again got a spontaneous
reaction of approval from the watching builders. I watched her
reflection in the glass as my cock slipped past her lips and deep into
her warm wet mouth. Watching her reflection in the glass as her lips
slid back and forth along my length and her legs spread wide, exposing
her open pussy was more than I could stand. I was very soon at the
point of no return and Karen sensed this. She pulled my cock out of her
mouth and continued to do the job with her hand. It didn’t take long
before I shot my load all over her breasts and stomach. I couldn’t see
the audience across the way as by now it had darkened outside. All I
could see was our reflection in the window as Karen squeezed the last
of my cum from me, letting it drop onto her nipple. Her other hand
rubbing it all into her tits and stomach.

When we gathered ourselves together, Karen stood up in the window and
gave a little bow. I closed the curtains and then Karen headed for the
shower.

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This story is going to be a spinoff on a legend. I’ll relay the incident
first for you so you’ll understand the scenario.

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My brother-in-law told me a story about a woman whose husband wanted to
have a surprise birthday party for her and invited all the people she
worked with to their home. The first thing she would do when she arrived
home from work was to let their German Shepherd out of the basement, so
he asked the guests to wait in the basement until she let the dog out
and then surprise her. They waited for a little while and her car pulled
up in the driveway. She came into the house, but didn’t let the dog out
as soon as she got in the house, so the people waited patiently in the
basement. After a little while, her husband heard her approach the door.
Before she opened the door, she said, “Here boy, I’ve got something
special for you.” When she opened the door, she was stark naked except
for the peanut butter on her nipples and her crotch. Everyone got a
surprise! She quit her job shortly after.

The following story is what MIGHT have happened if I had been the woman:

As I opened the door, I was surprised by a group of people hiding in the
basement. My dog, Rex, promptly bounded up the steps and began to lick the
peanut butter from my crotch. My husband, Lewis, and the guests advanced up
the steps slowly, at first with shocked looks on their face, slowly turning
into lustful grins. Since I work with 3 men, I had a feeling that I was in
for more than I could handle. I had been busted!

I backed from the door slowly, with Rex licking madly at the peanut butter
smeared on my crotch. As I backed against the sink, the men followed the
dog, watching him lick the peanut butter, and I could see the obvious
bulges growing in their trousers to match the grin on their faces. Bill
realized what was happening and had a nasty thought:

“Well, baby, I planned a surprise party, but I never anticipated anything
like this!” He said.

“Me neither…….Rex….quit it…Rex…get away!” I replied. I tried to
bound for the doorway to the bedroom, but was captured midway by eager
hands on my arms and around my waist.

“Let’s just let Rex have his snack and then we’ll see what pops up, okay?”
Lewis said.

He asked Tim, one of my coworkers, to help hold me so the dog could finish
licking the peanut butter from my body. I squirmed as his tongue licked
deeper and deeper into the crevice between my legs. As the dog licked the
peanut butter from my crotch, Lewis and Tim began to lick off the peanut
butter from my nipples simultaneously, pausing to look at each other
occasionally and wink. In the meanwhile, the other men began to remove
their clothing, their erections bursting forth in anticipation of what
might be in store for them. I was pinned down, squirming in ecstasy, as the
other two men approached, a gleam in their eye and their cocks in their
hands.

“Wait! What are you going to do to me?” I asked, trying to keep from
cumming all over the dog’s tongue. I knew I would be in big trouble if that
happened.

“Mmmm….I don’t know…Maybe this will be a really special birthday for
both of us, what do you think, gentlemen?” Lewis responded. Tim led Rex to
the door and let him out into the yard.

“I think it will be an unforgettable experience for everyone.” My boss,
Jeff, responded. He moved closer and proceeded to feel my pussy lips,
inserting one finger at a time into the dampness there. “I think since
I’m the boss, I deserve the first turn in this lovely pussy.” Then he
promptly grabbed his cock and my ass and shoved his prick into me hard
and deep.

“Be my guest!” Lewis exclaimed. He turned me around so that I was leaning
on my side against the counter and as Jeff fucked my pussy, Bill grabbed a
handful of butter from the table, greased up his cock, and slid into my ass
from behind. I could feel their cocks touching each other as they fucked me
in unison. I was wiggling and squirming and screaming as they bucked into
me faster and faster, deeper and deeper. As they fucked me, Tim had taken
my face into his hands and was kissing me deeply. Joe , my other co-worker,
was busy squeezing and sucking my tits, cleaning every drop of peanut
butter from them. I took Tim and Joe’s cocks into my hands and began
jerking them off, feeling the precum sliding through my fingertips. They
took turns kissing me and sucking my tits ass. Lewis and Jeff fucked me
faster, faster, pumping furiously. As they fucked, I jerked on Tim and
Joe’s cocks, faster and faster, squeezing and pulling until they shot their
loads into my hands. Seeing them cum, Bill and Jeff explode d inside me as
I reached orgasm and began to jerk uncontrollably as cum poured from me.

“Happy Birthday, baby!” Lewis said.

‘Yeah…Happy Birthday Baby!” Tim, Jeff and Joe shouted!

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As I woke my body shook. I crawled out of bed heading toward the
bathroom. I fumbled around inside the numerous cabinets finally finding my prize.
I place the thermometer into my mouth under my tongue and waited. I was not
surprised to learn that I indeed had a fever. My body shook as another chill laced
up my chest. I quickly returned to my bed. I had several major reports that
were due at the office today. I groaned with disbelief. I seldom got sick and
I never got sick on important days like today. But here I was, laid up in bed.
I curled up in a ball and groaned with mental and physical agony. Oh what was
I going to do. I reached over to the phone and called my office. My chirpy
secretary answered and I explained my dilemma. I told her to contact my partner and
have her come to my house. I must have closed my eyes and drifted to sleep, because
I do not remember hearing a knock nor a door opening. My partner of 10 years was
sitting on my bed looking down at me. She had a big smile on her face, as she
brushed the sweaty strands of hair from my face.

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She had been successful at postponing our big meeting until next week. That gave
her one week to get me better. Her private doctor stood to the side of my bed and
took my vitals. He confirmed what I already knew, I was indeed sick. He
prescribed pills, fluids and rest for the next several days. Tina insisted on
staying. She shrugged out of her suit jacket and came to my side. She would
nurse me back to health come hell or high water. The days that followed moved in a
blew. I remember snap shots of Tina giving me a sponge bath or feeding me some soup.
I remember how gentle and tender she touched me. The remainder of the
memories were a blur. On the 5th day of my road to recovery, I finally felt
strong enough to get out of bed. I went out on my patio finding Tina sipping a cup
of tea. I didn’t realize that my nightgown clung to my sweaty body showing off all
of my curves. I eyed my swimming pool with an intense desire. I quickly
removed the translucent material and slipped into the cool welcoming water. I swam
several laps before stopping. Tina had joined me in the pool. She had stripped
out of her casual attire to her skin. She swam across to me and old longings began
to stir. Prior to opening the business, Tina and I were lovers. We decided for
the good of our business, to stop our affair and become strictly business partners.
It was a decision I had regretted every time I laid eyes on her.

Sure, I had dated numerous of women since Tina. But none of them replaced the
harmony, the desires I experienced with Tina. She made my life hum with pent up
erotic energy. She was face to face with me and I just couldn’t resist. I
pulled her face to mine and kissed her. Her lips melted and our arms wrapped around
each other. We kissed with such urgency and desire that my heart started pounding
trying to get out of my chest. I love Tina more now than ever. She was my
world and fuck the business. Making money was not everything, regaining true love
was. Tina slowly moved away from me looking at me with puzzlement. Oh yes, the
kiss was against the rules we made almost 10 years ago. “You must be feeling
much better”, she said. I nodded in agreement. Oh yes, I was feeling
much better. She swam to the end and again looked at me. She was trying to
make up her mind. I think it was made up a long time ago and she just needed the
encouragement. I swam to her side, and she reached out under the water and caressed
my breasts. Oh the feeling of her touch. I had missed that feeling all these
years. Sure we still occasionally touched during business, a hand on the shoulder or
a pat of encouragement, but never a casual brush against the breasts. There were so
many days I just wanted to reach out and undress her, pulling her taught breast to my
mouth and sucking. But I didn’t want to risk loosing her. She had become the
world to me.

We eyed each other for a few more moments and then nature took its course. We
embraced each other exploring our bodies. Hers felt pretty much the same, except for
some newly formed muscles. We moved apart and started playing with each other’s
breasts. Her nipples grew taught as I started sucking them. I rubbed my face
between her breasts remembering the many nights I had slept in her arms. Fucking in
the swimming pool was like having weightless sex. She plunged under the water
pulling my hips to her mouth. Her tongue eagerly found my pussy and she started
sucking me. She stuck her tongue up my cunt and braced her lips around my hole.
She started sucking, pulling my sweet juices into her mouth. I felt her
blowing both water and air into me. The feeling was wonderful. Wanting to
reciprocate, I pulled her up to the surface as I went down on her. Her pussy was
very much as I remembered it, nice and tight! I tongue fucked her as she did mine
enjoying the feelings that coursed through my body. The knowledge of Tina being once
again mine was exhilarating!

She pulled me up to the surface and reclaimed my mouth. As we were kissing, our
hands found each other’s pussy. We first stroked each other and then plunged our
fingers in. I liked finger fucking her. The water was becoming a nuisance and
I urged her over to the edge. Together we got out of the swimming pool. I led
her to the lounge chair. As we laid down, she held me tightly in her arms. I
was not ready to rest, as I resisted her hold. I nestled my head between her pink
thighs and continued sucking on her pussy. I was soon rewarded as her body spasm
with an orgasm and she sprayed her juices into my mouth. I fingered her sensitive
clit, getting it nice and wet. I took an empty bottle from a nearby table and used
it as a dildo, plunging it deeply into her. I pulled her into my arms and
passionately kissed her until she orgasmed at again. She removed the bottle from her
pussy and shoved it into mine. She played with my taught tits and she fucked me to
an orgasm.

We laid there under basking in the sun exhausted. I nestled my head between her
tits and casually stroked her legs. To my surprise she soon become very wet yet
again. Tina looked up into my face, holding my hands still. “So what does
this mean”, she asked. “What do you mean, what does this mean?” I
inquired. I knew what she meant, but I wanted her to just say it. She was
concerned about our business and the effects of our sexual transgression. We spoke
about all the possibilities and decided that our renewed sexual relationship would have no
effect. Actually, our new bonding would add to the business. We laid in the
sun holding and stroking each other to orgasm for the remainder of the afternoon.
The next day I went to the office renewed both in health and spirit. We got the deal
which sent our business to the stars. Each night we hold each other and are thankful
for all that we have…

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